One such quirk would be the odd little moments where I feel more comfortable talking to students instead of the other adults in the building. With my students, I can show my creative, engaging, humorous and sometimes silly self, but with adults, I feel like I have to be on my best behavior. There's the ever-present tension of impending teacher evaluations, the attempt to gain respect from the more experienced colleagues, the endeavor to appear competent at all times.
There are days where I feel highly productive and can write things like this:
As teachers, I do agree that it's important to think about our lessons from the perspective of our students. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm designing a lesson that I simply like, rather than a lesson that will most help students. Then, I try to make proper adjustments and think, "Will they understand this? What will make this content more memorable?" Later, after teaching a lesson, I find a discreet way to ask students if they liked a particular assignment or task. If the majority answer is yes, then I feel like it was a successful day.
Yet, there are other days where scenes such as the one below are unavoidable:
Me: (passing out a fresh stack of copies, feeling so good) Ok, guys, make sure you are working quietly on your paper....
Student: Mine doesn't have a back to it!
Me: What....
Another student: Why are there two number 6's on this? Did you mess up, Ms. Gaddis?
Me: (dying on the inside) Umm kay, two of you need to share a paper, and yes, two number 6's was just a mistype. You can still answer both.
Student #3: What is it we're supposed to be doing again?
Ha. Yep, teaching can be such a monumental force of responsibilities and emotions, but I don't regret the job. Nope. It's great, and I'm not quitting.
Ha. Yep, teaching can be such a monumental force of responsibilities and emotions, but I don't regret the job. Nope. It's great, and I'm not quitting.
