It's bad. It's good. It's tough. It's impossible. I don't know if I'll last. I could do this forever. but alas, it all depends too much on student mood. I've got to take that out of the equation. Last night I was ready to quit; today, things seem to be going well.
I remember three things my dad said about teaching:
When the days start to get you down, an odd holiday will come along and give you a break.
When he was takinmg teacher education classes in San Jose State in the early 60s, the professor started class by opening the window drapes to show a view of the education building, and he intoned seriously: "the state of teaching would be greatly well-served if a great bottomless hole opened up and that building fell into it."
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Date: 2006-09-20 07:48 pm (UTC)When the days start to get you down, an odd holiday will come along and give you a break.
When he was takinmg teacher education classes in San Jose State in the early 60s, the professor started class by opening the window drapes to show a view of the education building, and he intoned seriously: "the state of teaching would be greatly well-served if a great bottomless hole opened up and that building fell into it."
The kids will challenge you and keep you young.