First Day Jitters
I’m walking unusually slowly, almost robotically, as if my brain is struggling to tell each foot to take the next step. School is only a mile away but it feels like 100. Why did Mr Henderson have to catch the plague? I think to myself. Why did he have to choose me to step up to be the teacher? My nails were already bitten down to the quick but I nibble at their frayed, form edges like a famished mouse. I must tranquil my nerves before I arrive, I contemplate, when unexpectedly one of my three older brothers, Edward, shot out like a cannon ball from behind Mr Lorrie’s milk cart.
“Got you!” he hollows.
“Gosh, Edward, you just about gave me a heart attack” I said as I bent down to scoop up my pile of leather-bound books I
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“I just don’t know what to do” I say in hesitation.
“What do you mean Trude’s?” Edward replies.
“I’m going to make a fool of myself” I say, “What if I can’t rheostat the class, I’m not even sure if I can teach!” My voice sounds edgy. But then I hear a reassuring speech.
“I know you can do it. You’ve been training to be a teacher and this is your moment. Have trust in your abilities little one. You can achieve anything. Just be yourself and everyone will love you.” I recuperate my confidence. I don’t know what I would do without
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Why’s he pointing to me? “Henderson mentioned that she’d be teaching us. Is that right?”
“Well, yes” Edward confirms, “you’s look to old to go here anyway so why does it matter to you?”
The eldest of the group speaks again, “my brother’s in her class and he doesn’t want a GIRL teacher.”
“Well, I’m sure he’ll be fine” Edward articulates, “Off you go” He and his group walk away laughing and Edward returns to me.
“Are you ok?” he asks.
“Yes, I’m fine, I have to go in now. I’ll see you tonight. I say as I walk into the classroom.
Once I sit inside the class at the front of the room, my hands shuffle the papers on the desk, urging for something to do. I feel so unprepared. I think back to when I got the message that Mr Henderson had fallen ill. It was only last night, but that felt like ages ago. I bite my lip and anxiously watch the clock on the wall.
Tick-tock, tick-tock…
I had been apprehensive all morning, fearing this moment. I could see all eager eyes glaring at me, waiting for the lesson to begin. I stare at the ground, trying not to look too uncomfortable. Thinking to myself, ‘I have to commence,’ I
My feet planted firm on the ground as I bit the inside of my cheeks to feel something. My pigtails and gray uniform forgotten along with my surroundings as I just watched death do his work. I didn’t feel like a kid anymore. The once peaceful scene turned into a mass of chaotic moments as soon as metal clashed on metal, and the remains of glass littered the floor of the street in front of the fenced gates of my school. My peers screamed loudly but the sound of the crash replayed in my head, but worst of all is that I saw the blond hair of the woman cover her face like a veil tainted red. My teacher ushered us to wait inside yet my mind was numb and my thoughts blurred as I heard the cries of the adults.
"I just don't think I'll do well ... I don't understand the... As he strutted into the classroom, the two kids in conversation groaned.
"How about I believe in the unlucky ones? If I don't I'd probably go crazy."(Laura Dern, October Sky) This could arguably be the most important line in the entire movie, in my opinion. This teacher recognizes the potential in every student, not only the ones with visible ability. This, I would hope, would be the goal of every teacher.
“If you would just get up and teach them instead of handing them a packet. There’s kids in here that don’t learn like that. They need to learn face to face. I’m telling you what you need to do. You can’t expect a kid to change if all you do is just tell ‘em.” Texas student, Jeff Bliss, decided to take a stand against the lack of teaching going on in his class (Broderick).
“Well please be careful and please stay with the rest of the group so you don 't get lost! And I hope you have a fun time there.”
Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump. My heart began to race as I climbed in my truck early Monday morning. Anticipation grew inside of me at the thought of starting my new job. Would it be difficult? Would I get frustrated? I kept asking myself these questions, but I didn't want to know the answers. All the confidence that I had built up before that day had diminished and I was left with dread. I tried to reassure myself that it was just a summer job and that I would never have to go through it again, but my anxiety had already overcome me.
Kira Apanel Socrates was a classical Greek philosopher credited as one of the founders of Western philosophy. His argument was that he was a “wise man” and that he was not guilty of “corrupting the youth”. Socrates never practiced one-sided lectures, rather he lectured on things than were able to be picked apart by others to determine the actual “truth”; this shows that Socrates does not know everything, but instead learns through others and this is what makes him truly “wise”. Socrates explains that the priestess at the Delphi Oracle declares that he is the “wisest of men”. He then questions Meletus on who improves the youth and it becomes obvious that Meletus believes that everyone except Socrates does.
As the time approached, my attitude toward student-teaching was one of confidence and in some ways overconfidence. I believed that I was equipped with all of the tools necessary to be a superior teacher. Little did I know what truly goes on behind the scenes of a teacher. Between grading papers, attending meetings, and preparing lessons, I would often feel overwhelmed. Still, student teaching would prove to be much more valuable than I anticipated. It would teach me to appreciate the wisdom of mentors and experienced teachers, value or being organized and prepared, and lastly the resilience of students.
Louis (2006) argues that class teachers should provide children the opportunities to express courage in different situations and by posing them to new challenges. Children should be given a chance to ask questions and to express their thoughts and concerns, even if for some this main mean to display a lack of knowledge and information. Students learn to grow only by facing reasonable risks and put their efforts to ‘see it through no matter
"You know what? Your favorite teacher, Mr. Zang, is really sissy." Chang-Min screamed, pointing a finger at me. "I think he is afraid of students. That's why he can't hit students."
Coming into this class, I figured we would learn about how to handle different kinds of situations from a teacher’s standpoint. As it turns out, the class is much more than just that. I figured there would be group discussions consisting of some controversial issues, but I had no idea how the course would make me feel as a person and as a future educator. So far, this class has brought to light the incredibly difficult decisions I will have to make as a teacher. Not only will those decisions affect the child and parents of that child at hand, but myself as well.
I got up early that morning due to an improper sleep during the previous night. It was due to the anxiety to start fresh with my new life. I was determined to be the best in whatever it is that I do, so that I would have something to be proud of in the pages of my life. Due to the fear of reaching late during my first day, I reached one hour earlier than necessary and decided to spend some time at KTC (Kelapa gading Trade Center) which is located right beside the University. I was hoping that time would move a lot faster because I wanted to find out about what was going to happen next. But it is a common fact that if we are anxiously waiting for something, time would seem to crawl a lot slower. When it was finally the time to head back to the campus, I hoped for everything to go on smoothly, just as how I expected it. I braced myself and went to meet Sofia, who was responsible for the new students, to inquire about my classroom. After being instructed on which room to go to, I started walking towards the class, the mixture of excitement and nervousness start to fill within me. I started to feel like standard 1 all over again where I was a little kid who didn’,t know where to go. I didn’,t know anyone in the class except for Diksha who is my childhood friend.
“Gagandeep sir. We are grade eighth students. We were suppose to in our English class.” I murmured.
...ove the times when she said that I helped her understand a certain concept. Those moments are what I live for, and they are priceless to me. I hope that I can continue to provide that satisfaction of learning to my future students and experience the pride and joy that the students will feel when the material finally clicks. Becoming a teacher would be a dream come true for me, and I hope that I can have the opportunity to purse this dream during my lifetime. I hope that with hard work this dream can become a reality. In essence, I want to pursue this career more than anything because I really want to inspire and shape the future generation. I know that they have what it takes to make a difference in the world, but they need teachers who can point them in the right direction. Every teacher has that capability, and that is why I want to pursue this amazing profession.