Aug. 14th, 2006

johnstonmr: (secher nbiw)
I'm standing here (because I'm too afraid to sit down in my cat-hair infested house in these pants), dressed in Teacher Clothes*, getting my stuff together for my first day.

This won't be a normal day; the students are in their advisory classrooms until 11am. I don't have an advisory class, so I'll be getting paperwork done during that time at District HQ, then coming back to campus in time to do my job as Lunch Monitor (!), then my first period class will come in at noon. Short classes today; we'll be going over the syllabus, getting to know each other, and learning the rules. I'm going to give a mini lesson in my English 11 class about why we study literature, my Ramp 9** class is going to get a lesson on acceptable behavior in a class discussion, and my Journalism class will get a minilesson/discussion on the different roles of a newspaper, and we'll start thinking about who wants to write what.

Tomorrow instruction begins in earnest.

The day-to-day aspect, I'm ok with. I know my subject; I can teach them. The part that worries me is the creation of weekly lesson plans--I'm working from another teacher's unit plans for now, and modifying as I go. My goal is that next year, my curriculum will be entirely my own creation.

*My school's policy is business attire (not business casual), with school shirts twice a week and college shirts/jeans on Friday. They want us modelling professional clothing most of the time, so I'm in slacks, shirt, and tie. Sometimes I'll add a jacket.

** Ramp 9 is an English remediation course, to catch the kids who aren't doing well and get them up to literacy "speed" before they flunk out.
Aug. 14th, 2006 04:55 pm

Ouch.

johnstonmr: (secher nbiw)
Ouch.

My feet hurt. My head hurts. My throat is raw. I had students who wouldn't talk, and students I couldn't get to shut up.

But damn if I didn't love it.

And my AP and the literacy coach, as well as the principal, were all happy I dressed as I did. Let's hear it for dressing professionally!

Tonight I need to finalize a lesson plan which my Lit Coach will be covering in my English 11 class tomorrow while I go down to District HQ to fill out papers, which we'd planned for me to do today but the district blew our plans out of the water. Frackers.

Now I go collapse for a while. DAMN, am I tired.

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