Well, my classes for the summer have officially ended. I feel that I did well in them and got a lot out of the experiences I’ve had this summer. I tutored in a summer school program, I learned a lot about children with special needs (including more about my own children), and I have learned much about myself as a learner as well as about myself as a teacher.I would not say that I am ready to step into the shoes of a full-time teacher yet, but I am better prepared than I was in June.
Tomorrow begins this adventure into teaching. I will meet with my mentoring teacher and a (for lack of better term) cohort of other humanities teachers at the middle school to discuss curriculum that will be taught in the coming year. It’s the first real chance I will have to familiarize myself with the middle school curriculum and I am so excited to know I’m almost giddy. I’m nervous about who these people are, whether I will fit in well with them, and what sort of impression I will make. I realize that these are the people that I will likely spend my year working with and learning from. The notion of it intimidates me, but certainly excites as well.
I am anxious about the start of the school year. It seems to me that the first couple of days are going to be nerve-wracking and pumped with adrenaline, but once I settle into where I am and the role I play there, I think it will become a bit easier. There are so many things I don’t know right now, and that always makes me nervous. I like to know exactly what I’m stepping into, and it seems that teaching is not something that could ever really be described as concrete.
Perhaps it’s silly, but I’ve been considering what I will wear tomorrow for nearly a week. This meeting may be casual, but I want to make a good impression.
Time for bed. More tomorrow.