let's give this another try

It's been nearly a year since my last post. Hard to believe that the year has gone by so quickly. I'm now 16 weeks away from finishing my degree!!! My final semester started on Monday and I began my student teaching today. I figured student teaching would provide several interesting events to share, so I'm giving this blogging thing another shot.

As I sat through some of my classes these past two years, there are some people that I just can't imagine educating students, and my supervising meeting on Tuesday further supported these feelings. There's a student who happens to be in my supervising group that could very well be the most socially retarded person alive. She was fondly nicknamed CK1, short for Chatty Kathy, in another of my classes. The meeting, which lasted for an hour and a half, consisted of myself, CK1, and our supervisor. I didn't want to start off on the wrong foot with my supervisor, since she could single-handedly prevent me from acquiring my teaching certification, so I politely sat and bit my tongue to keep from shouting out how ridiculous she was. Finally, after listening to her tell all about life in Montessori school in Atlanta, (sidebar--Montessori school must teach students that every idea that enters their mind is so important that it is essential to share with everyone else immediately) the supervisor finally asks me about my background. After hearing from CK1 and her vast amount of expertise in everything under and encompassing the sun, Dr. Supervisor decides I'm going to be the difficult one to supervise this semester due to my lack of experience. When I finally have to opportunity to speak, I explain my background in athletic training, and my teaching experience at Bethany, and my first master's degree, to which CK1 replies, "I didn't know you had a master's degree, too." Well, maybe if you'd shut your yap for 5 seconds and listen to anything anyone had to say you might learn something. Then, interested in athletic training, we begin to talk about my senior year of working with football, to which CK interrupts, "I watch football." What the...?!?!?! Who cares?!? I left that meeting feeling sorry for all those hellish middle school kids, who even in all their wickedness don't deserve having to spend 5 days a week for 8 weeks with the likes of her. Poor souls. I won't be surprised if several higher level math students don't come down with communicable diseases that happen to last for the next 8 weeks.

Well, that was my delightful second day back to classes. Thankfully I won't have many more days like that. Next time I'll give you the scoop on the newest star of my blogs, BIG FAT DELORES! If you've seen the Sandra Bullock movie, Hope Floats, you'll know exactly who I'm talking about, and that girl is my second grade class!!!