I LOOOVVVEEE student teaching! I’ve decided that if I could teach Freshman English for the rest of my life, I would die a happy woman. The Juniors and Sophomores are okay, but the Freshman kick butt. They are so incredibly awkward and hilarious. I subbed (teaching by myself all day!) today and I came home feeling fulfilled and full of goofy stories. When I think about them, I chuckle and get fuzzy inside.
They’re so confused and, in a sense, a bunch of blank slates. In many ways, they still trust teachers and believe almost anything I tell them. My Honors Sophomores look at me as if they’re evaluating every word that comes from my mouth (waiting anxiously for me to make a mistake or say something they disagree with). The Freshman- they just stare at me as if they’re wondering if I’m cool or not.
I hope to watch as many brain-dead Freshman classes become hoards of thinking Sophomores. I’m thinking I need a shirt that says, "I heart Freshmen!"
Friday, February 18, 2005
Freshman, how do I love you? Let me count the ways
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Ah, children as "blank slates". Does this mean that you are a believer in the late Locke school of human development? Mold away, adult figure, mold away. Their young character will be shaped through experience, humane treatement, and education (that's your department).
(I read that from my Learning and Development in a Cultural Context notes).
I'm glad that you're gleaning so much from your classes. You will be an excellent teacher, Jessica. I'm thrilled that you're going to St. Mary's- how fun for you!
Ok so Sherry. Next time you have your monthly "i hate my freinds and the world" phase, Do not, i repeat...DO NOT....delete your blog. I missed it and cried at night.
HAHA like how I use the 'timeofthemonth' excuse for blogging deletions too?
...damnit i wish i were funnier.
Pieter, Pieter. If you like having female friends, you should probably refrain from telling "timeofthemonth" jokes. They're just not funny:) A little funny that you were brave enough to make such a rude comment, but still not funny ha ha. I'll allow you one such comment. Further comments will threaten our friendship. Just kidding. I love you and I miss you, my dear friend. If you don't come to visit at Spring Break, I might as well be dead.
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