I’m just over a week into being an official teacher inside the school I’m currently with. It’s been a whirlwind of a month; from teacher orientation, room design and construction (literally), to the very first day of school. It’s easily a thought that I’ve processed on multiple days, but have concluded that the battery life in my keyboard wouldn’t last long enough for me to type out all of my thoughts in relation to this amazing experience.
I’ve spent more time laying across a couch today then most of the summer. It’s my acknowledgement that indeed my vacation is over.
Tomorrow is filled with laundry, cleaning, and finally midweek prep work. Friday, by contrast, I officially report back to school. Being a new teacher I’m required to go through a week of orientation, tech sessions, etc…Afterwards I’ll have a few days in the building with my colleagues, and then before you know it.
So, it turns out there’s this store in the world named IKEA. It’s giant, blue, yellow, and full of…stuff. You can build a home, buy supplies for the home, or just chill on the furniture for your home, while eating a plate of Swedish meatballs or a cinnamon roll.
These are all true stories, and some of the things I have experienced in the past two days. A few months ago the city south of where we live opened up an IKEA. To give you an idea of this significance, the closest one past that is in Chicago. Needless to say I waited my due time to visit, and actually heading home yesterday Darco conned me into stopping by. Continue reading →
It is a two prong thought, both stemming from the realities of the day.
For the past two days, while Darco has been out of the country, I’ve been attending a series of classes for educators within our district. Some of the classes have been great, some of them…not so much. It was during my first class this morning, I was sitting across from my mentor teacher assigned to me from our school, and I confessed that I was nervous about the beginning of the school year. I felt that I wasn’t prepared, I wasn’t sure what I was doing, and it was kind of settling into a panicked state within my heart and soul. I’m still embarrassed tonight typing out that thought. Continue reading →
Seventh grade is divided into three “teams”: 7A, 7B, and 7C. Within each team you’ll find your core classes (science, ELA, math, and social studies). I’m on team 7A, and I guess over the years teachers constructed t-shirts for each team. The students purchased them, took pride in their team, etc…
So, last night while allowing myself to get tired I messed around with a t-shirt design that had been stuck in my head:
Here’s the fun part I didn’t realize until today. 7A is on the corner of the seventh grade hallway. Look where the type is aligned with the lines. So…that got me thinking of a team motto:
I was blessed with my first opportunity as a social studies teacher by attending a meeting about our district’s seventh grade social studies curriculum.
Here’s the deal: we don’t have one.
The district has been at odds with the proper content for seventh grade instruction (teaching geography by region vs by theme). Today all the district seventh grade social studies teachers gathered to resolve the issue heading into the 2015-2016 school year.
The resolution went something like this:
Teacher A: I like teaching by region.
Teacher B: I like teaching by theme.
Teacher C: Do we have to do either?
By lunchtime the group had destroyed the curriculum for seventh grade. Instead, out of its ashes, arose a new concept. Teaching content based on the topic of humanities. Teaching units would be based on culture, conflict & resolution, human rights, and resource distribution. Within each unit we’d explore timely topics, global locations, and how we (students) are affected by the global society. Needless to say my mind was on fire! It’s fun being in your element, and not forcing yourself to be excited about a topic.
How cool is that? 7th grade students getting tastes of humanities, sociology, and a unique blend of geography?
It was my first experience as a teacher. I watched a district curriculum be destroyed and resurrected. I’m already pumped.