For awhile this blog didn't have any focus coming out from my end, and then the other day, as I watched a kid get what I was talking about, I thought it might be interesting to write more frequently and with focus: henceforth, I'd really like my writing to be based on my experiences in the NYC DOE as part of their student-teaching program.
I am at a small school in Brooklyn, and my co-operating teacher will be out for the rest of the week due to a terrible (and sadly cruel) twist of fate. I thought today might be a good time to introduce the unit I would be teaching starting on 5 October, but half-way through the lesson I realized that they haven't even been tested on what they learned in the previous unit. Fuck.
I emailed my supervising professor for his advice about the situation- mainly about should I even be teaching with a substitute with little mentoring skills in the room, and he went ahead and called the principal.
Now I'm meeting with the principal tomorrow morning for a temporary reassignment, and I have a sneaking suspicion that she might be a little angry that I went to my supervisor before her, but my co-op teacher had her accident on Friday and I wasn't told about any of this until I stepped into the classroom Tuesday morning at 830am.
Argh. I've joked about this a few times already, but the joke is wearing thin: the job of this student-teaching experience is to also teach me how to navigate the murky and dangerous waters of a gigantic bureaucracy, and if I'm not even on the payroll yet I must be in for a real fucking treat from what I can tell from this preview.
Hell yes.
I am at a small school in Brooklyn, and my co-operating teacher will be out for the rest of the week due to a terrible (and sadly cruel) twist of fate. I thought today might be a good time to introduce the unit I would be teaching starting on 5 October, but half-way through the lesson I realized that they haven't even been tested on what they learned in the previous unit. Fuck.
I emailed my supervising professor for his advice about the situation- mainly about should I even be teaching with a substitute with little mentoring skills in the room, and he went ahead and called the principal.
Now I'm meeting with the principal tomorrow morning for a temporary reassignment, and I have a sneaking suspicion that she might be a little angry that I went to my supervisor before her, but my co-op teacher had her accident on Friday and I wasn't told about any of this until I stepped into the classroom Tuesday morning at 830am.
Argh. I've joked about this a few times already, but the joke is wearing thin: the job of this student-teaching experience is to also teach me how to navigate the murky and dangerous waters of a gigantic bureaucracy, and if I'm not even on the payroll yet I must be in for a real fucking treat from what I can tell from this preview.
Hell yes.
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what happened to blogging about your teaching experiences?
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