The Hardest Job I Have Ever Had...
Being a High School Teacher
Friday, September 22, 2006, I wasn't Charisse the PR professional, I was Mrs. Brown-Stein, High School Teacher. I asked my favorite high school teacher Mrs. Choate, if I could come back to my hometown to be a teacher for the day. She was nice enough to say yes. Little did I know when we scheduled my "Teacher for the Day" that it was also Homecoming. That said, it wasn't your regular day at school.
Before my day of teaching I asked Mrs. Choate if there was anything that I needed to have prepared and she assured me she had everything under control. First period was Latin III and we were together for an hour and half. The students were great. They asked me great questions and we talked about what I did for a living and also about Todd's job (by the way, Todd wanted to see life in a small town up close and personal). You could tell that the kids enjoyed Mrs. Choate's class as much as I did more than a decade ago (that sounds so long ago). Next up was 2nd period, Latin II. This was a smaller class and again great students. By this time, I had the thought that this might be the hardest job I have ever had in my life.
Third period arrived with a big surprise, my friend Kara and her husband Michael, showed up to give "support" and watch me teach. Todd was in on the surprise and kept a secret from a whole week. It was actually my friend, Chris' idea to come and be a part of the class. Too bad Chris did not make it into town early enough to help me teach. Some strange way it made me feel really good that some of my friends wanted to come to give me grief as I was trying to teach our youth.
Well, the third class was great, even though it was right before the pep rally. Once again, they asked great questions. The only problem was the riff-raff that joined (riff-raff= Todd, Kara and Michael) and felt the need to be the "class clowns". To my third period students, I apolgize for the riff-raff.
Back to teaching...I know I learned a ton from the students on Friday and hopefully they learned something from me. Since my mom has been a teacher more than 30 years, I have always had the most respect for teachers. After today... I have even more.
Lessons learned:
1. Have a plan when you are going to keep the attention of high schoolers for an hour and half.
2. Don't invite friends to your place of work. They will only give you grief.
3. Respect your teachers. They put up with a lot.
4. The best reward in teaching is when you see a student learn something from you.
Being a High School Teacher
Friday, September 22, 2006, I wasn't Charisse the PR professional, I was Mrs. Brown-Stein, High School Teacher. I asked my favorite high school teacher Mrs. Choate, if I could come back to my hometown to be a teacher for the day. She was nice enough to say yes. Little did I know when we scheduled my "Teacher for the Day" that it was also Homecoming. That said, it wasn't your regular day at school.
Before my day of teaching I asked Mrs. Choate if there was anything that I needed to have prepared and she assured me she had everything under control. First period was Latin III and we were together for an hour and half. The students were great. They asked me great questions and we talked about what I did for a living and also about Todd's job (by the way, Todd wanted to see life in a small town up close and personal). You could tell that the kids enjoyed Mrs. Choate's class as much as I did more than a decade ago (that sounds so long ago). Next up was 2nd period, Latin II. This was a smaller class and again great students. By this time, I had the thought that this might be the hardest job I have ever had in my life.
Third period arrived with a big surprise, my friend Kara and her husband Michael, showed up to give "support" and watch me teach. Todd was in on the surprise and kept a secret from a whole week. It was actually my friend, Chris' idea to come and be a part of the class. Too bad Chris did not make it into town early enough to help me teach. Some strange way it made me feel really good that some of my friends wanted to come to give me grief as I was trying to teach our youth.
Well, the third class was great, even though it was right before the pep rally. Once again, they asked great questions. The only problem was the riff-raff that joined (riff-raff= Todd, Kara and Michael) and felt the need to be the "class clowns". To my third period students, I apolgize for the riff-raff.
Back to teaching...I know I learned a ton from the students on Friday and hopefully they learned something from me. Since my mom has been a teacher more than 30 years, I have always had the most respect for teachers. After today... I have even more.
Lessons learned:
1. Have a plan when you are going to keep the attention of high schoolers for an hour and half.
2. Don't invite friends to your place of work. They will only give you grief.
3. Respect your teachers. They put up with a lot.
4. The best reward in teaching is when you see a student learn something from you.
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