October 29, 2009
Warming Up
I’m almost done with my first full week at the high school. I’m getting more comfortable, I think… I’m coming out of my shell a little bit. Especially at the middle school. I had an epiphany yesterday and realized that the age of middle schoolers is fairly universal. Allow me to explain. I’ve always– since middle school– felt like people from other schools look older than people at my school. I have no idea why that is. But whenever I saw people from other schools, I’d go, “What? They’re sophomores in high school? They look 20!” I’m not sure if it’s because the people from my school just look younger to me because I’ve known them all since they were younger, but… That’s how it’s always been with me. So when I’m teaching high schoolers, I feel like I’m teaching my peers (and that’s always harder) because to me, they look the same age as the people I’m going to college with. Agh. Anyway, this is how I had my epiphany. I was playing games with the middle schoolers yesterday that I used to play with the middle school kids during my internship 5 years ago, and they loved the games just as much. Middle schoolers are middle schoolers… and I’m a lot older than them.
That probably didn’t make any sense. But now that I’ve established that I am, in fact, older than my students, I feel a lot less awkward. I’ve also been trying to dress a lot differently than they would dress, just to sort of set me apart. My height sure as heck isn’t going to set me apart from them.
One thing I don’t really like– and I know this comes with secondary territory– is how I’m not really addressed so much as an authority. My little kids were always so excited to see me because I was a big important grown-up, and they would always exclaim, “Hi Miss S!” whenever they saw me. I think I’ve been addressed by name a total of three times in the past week, and it’s only when my attention is needed. No one says hi to me.
I played a game with my middle schoolers yesterday where each kid chose 4 lifesavers out of a box, and depending on the colors they got, they had to write 4 different facts on a piece of paper. I gave them a different topic for each color of candy. Some of my favorite responses– interesting, funny, sad, and just plain weird:
A reason you joined chorus:
- I joined chorus because I have nothing to do in school, I don’t want to be in computers, and my mom didn’t want me to join band.
- I joined chorus because I’ve never joined and wanted to try something new.
Something positive about someone in this class:
- I have to people people.
Something about your family:
- My grandpa just died from a heart attack.
- My mom lives in Louisiana and my dad lives downstate.
Something you do when you’re not at school:
- Snowboard! Shh! It’s kinda a secret…
They each got to share at least one of their things with the class, too. I’m really glad I did that activity. We all know each other a little better now, and it gave us a way to sort of connect.
As far as the high school goes… It’s SO much different from my high school choir program. These kids learned 4 songs in the past 2 days. They’re such fast learners. But we do sightreading every day, which I’m sure helps, and all of the kids in select choir have to be in one of two hours of regular chorus, too, so the strong kids from select choir really help everyone else out. I can’t even fathom how much time I’ll have to work on interpretation and expression with these songs. It’s going to be crazy.
The musical is one big mess right now. Two weeks from today, we’ll be in the middle of a performance… unless it falls apart or unless we cut so much of it that it’s done by 8:30. AB and I were just supposed to be doing the music, but starting yesterday, we’re jumping in on finishing casting the show and doing blocking and running things. The kids were coming up to us yesterday begging for us to rehearse with them because their director is doing, well, nothing.
I’m warming up to this. It’s okay. As of right now, I don’t like it as much as my first assignment, and a big part of that is because of my relationship with AB. He hasn’t made any effort to get to know me on a personal level. He knows where I’m from and that’s about it. I’ve mentioned Brenton several times and he never remembers who that is. He doesn’t know I’m minoring in math, so I’d feel really weird just asking him out of nowhere if he’d be cool with me observing a math teacher every once in a while. He just doesn’t ask me about anything, and if I try saying something, he doesn’t really listen. But… he’s a great teacher and I’m already learning a lot about how to run rehearsals and stuff. So… I’m not complaining too much.
Does anybody read this? I babble so much… If not, it’s good reflection time for me.
TOMORROW IS FRIDAY!
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