reflections on teaching

I think every new teacher fantasies that their students actually want to learn what they are teaching. And maybe some of them do. But let's face it, especially with younger students, they are so enveloped in their own world it is really hard to penetrate.
What separates the good teachers from the bad, is not this realization, but how they react to it. If they just assume their words go in one ear and out the other, there is a far greater loss in the educational process. If they however, instead are grateful for any bit of inspiration or retained bit of information and they hope that even if it doesn't sink it now, that it will later... they make the difference. If they, in so many words, keep trying.

I don't know if I'm a great teacher, but I'm trying to be a good one.
A girl told another teacher that Bookmaking was her favorite class. That's a start right?
I think the 3 of us that had never taught before (our own material anyway) were all kind of shell shocked the first two weeks. On top of the normal hurdles, its the summer and some kids don't even want to be there- their parents have signed them up against their strong wills.
I could see the look on the others faces and I could relate - but we push through we're trying. We're doing new things, adjusting our plans, our material, making it work.

Elementary teachers, the full time ones, really are angels. (the triers anyway.)

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