First day of teaching today. Sobering in a number of respects. Affirming in a number of respects. Exhausting in a number of respects. The VRTTP is beginning to prove itself, in fact, VR. And I was only responsible for about 1/8th of the day. (After which I could have used an 1/8th!) (Suppressing my impulse towards this sort of joke is among the more exhausting aspects.)
When I was done in the classroom my advisor gave us letters she'd had her own students write to new teachers. Here's the one I received.
May 25, 2011
Dear Future,
Have you ever had a bad teacher? I have. I want to tell you what a good teacher does.
A good teacher lets us work with partners. They don't just tell us what to do. They show it! They play games while they teach. They play games when we do something correct. They would let us have recess. When we make mistakes you should say, try again. You should teach in a fun way. You should stay on the subject until we get it. Some good teachers reward their students when doing something perfect on the first time. Good luck!
Sincerely,
Latasha C.
Italics don't quite do justice to her deliberate script. And sure, she's totally passive-agressive, but somehow her letter didn't read that way this afternoon.
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I was really hoping to balance the sincerity of this post with a Seinfeld clip - No, I don't eat dinner. Dinner's for suckers. - but it is impossible to find more than a handful of Seinfeld videos on the Internet. Internet, this is your tragic flaw. Instead, to keep you from being crushed under the weight of both my sincerity and Craig Minowa's, here is a quick visit to the end of the sincerity spectrum on which I am most comfortable.
Hayes Carll - Hard Out Here
Oh, God, we're all out of beer!
