Saturday, November 21, 2015

Student Teaching Post Apocalypse

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but I have had a lot of starting and stopping along the way. I am waist deep in relearning how to assess and teach reading. I can read, love it, been a big fan since I was 6 and do not see myself slowing down anytime soon. I have had to have a nice long talk with my brain and ask it to free up some memory and dump a whole file cabinet of literacy that is no longer supporting our network of learning. 

I believe I have had a number of educators who loved me and taught me how to read and write that was less than stellar. I have the will, I have the desire to learn and I love to gain new information, apply, assess, and look at alternatives and adaptions of the material or higher and lower learners. I have gone through a large part of my life on a foundation that wasn't sound. I am rebuilding and I know that if I put it on the internet, it will manifest into a part of who I want to become as an educator. I have questions, I am looking for examples and explanations that allow me to relearn strategies and material that will not only benefit me but my future high risk students as well. 

This has been hard for me to admit because I love education and I am really good at it. I understand why it took me so long to find my niche in higher education. I am online and not necessarily working on this site but pop up from time to time to make sure my timeline is documented and in some written form that I haven't placed in a box where even I can't remember it.

Now for that walk down memory lane...

It was a dark and cloudy night I drove from Casper Medical Center to Wright Property with an overnight bag and a heavy heart. One of my siblings had suffered a series of seizures and diagnosis was very vague. I missed my first two days of student teaching at a new school with a small but articulate population of students and teachers. I knew my priority is where it should have been but I continued to worry about my entrance into a new classroom and my role as a student teacher. 

My first day on the job was eventful, children were curious and vocal. I was unsure of my role and expectations that I would need to meet and how much I had left in my tank to try to exceed them. As the weeks and months grew, I realized that student teaching was more about the experience and the grueling task of transitioning from student to responsible adult while maintaining a higher level of human expectation of everyone around you. I love it. I love the students and I am fortunate to have had the opportunity to return to the district as a substitute teacher as I build my foundations of reading and begin to move into another stage of life and parenthood as my own children begin their educational careers in public school.