Did you ever play school when you were a child? I remember having arguments about who was going to be the teacher. I wanted to be teacher every time. After all, it was fun to write on the chalkboard (I had a big one that flipped over even).
Since last week, I’ve subbed four times, and I have a subbing job on Friday. It would seem that my goal of getting in the schools twice a week is attainable. The need for subs is great.
Yesterday was the most fun I’ve had. I subbed for a half day at the middle school my children attended, for a teacher I know. His classroom was clean and even had carpet! I taught two sixth grade math classes. Thank goodness we were only learning how to round decimals. You see, math is my worst subject, but the teacher had left very clear instructions on how to teach this concept.
Now, y’all know that I love technology and gadgets. I got to use the overhead, and I got to write on the board. I was in my element!
The kids were really sweet too.
One of the teacher’s class times was his planning, so I had time to reflect. I experienced an overwhelming sense that THIS is what I am supposed to be doing. I mean, I’ve always known I was supposed to teach. It’s always nice to get affirmation though. This feels RIGHT.
You know what I’m talking about.
Today I subbed at Soccer Chick and Rockin’ Rooster’s school. Remember my post about Chick’s scare? Well, the day finally arrived.
We all rode together, and she parked in the student parking lot. It felt really weird getting out of the car. We quickly said our goodbyes (no big hug or kiss for me, thank you very much). I hoofed it to the office, laptop case slung over my right shoulder, heels clicking with every step. I had made it a point to look professional, trying to separate myself from the student body (I have been mistaken for a student before due to my petite size).
Entering high school as a teacher-wanna-be is scary stuff. I got lost trying to find the classroom and had to ask for help from three unsuspecting teens. They warily followed me, pointing the way and disappeared among the throng of students.
My classes went well. I got to see Kevin Costner’s naked hiney in the movie “Dances With Wolves,” of which I turned my eyes down, face turning red that the teacher had picked this out for me to watch with hormonal teens.
Soccer Chick even came by to visit, if you can believe that, and I ran into her during lunch. I saw a gal I know who works in the Guidance office, and she told me that Chick had gone by and told her how proud she was of me.
Eh? What’s that, I said in disbelief? Chicky gave ME, a mere mom-mortal-person, a compliment? To another mom?
Wow!
I’m having a blast playing school for real this time.
BTW, I’ll get knitting pictures up TOMORROW! All of those planning periods and movie watching has left me time to work on some projects!
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