Advice.
I'll write about the book tomorrow or Wednesday. I have to admit that the second half of the book wasn't as bad as the first, and actually had some things in it I may find useful (or at least not hurtful).
In the meantime, I will give this advise: Never, EVER find your roommates off the internet. Mine just made me cry. And I don't cry.
However, my classroom is turning into a classroom and at one point today, when I was moving bookshelves and piles of materials, I had the realization that I am a teacher. After all these years and the doubt of whether or not I actually wanted to be a teacher, now I am one. It's going to be really neat.
In the meantime, I will give this advise: Never, EVER find your roommates off the internet. Mine just made me cry. And I don't cry.
However, my classroom is turning into a classroom and at one point today, when I was moving bookshelves and piles of materials, I had the realization that I am a teacher. After all these years and the doubt of whether or not I actually wanted to be a teacher, now I am one. It's going to be really neat.
posted by Not Quite Grown Up... at 10:27 PM
3 Comments:
:o( yeah I've done that before. I think it's pretty much a miracle to find good roommates, I've had some pretty terrible ones.
Surprisingly, the one bad one I found off of craigslist (was a slob) wasn't as awful as the bad one I already knew (had to file police reports against). Oh, roommates. I hope things get better!
I'm still waiting for that realization, I'm hoping it comes before I actually start. Right now I just feel like a kid (I just graduated college in May) dressed in grown-up clothes playing school.
The realization that you are a teacher will hit you even harder once those kiddos fill the seats! I'm sure you'll do great!
From reading your blogs, you seem like a thoughtful, insightful person . . . . those are wonderful character traits for a teacher you know . . .
I liked your idea of putting up your "silent cheerleaders" in your room. The influential people you mention will be good grounders for the year . . . when you feel like your floundering. By the way, I'll always remember my first grade teacher as a real angel. You'll be one of the teachers the children will remember for life, I'm sure of it! All my best to you in your new school year. :)
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