I’m sitting here listening to Jim Dale reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secretswith a wonderful cup of pumpkin spice flavored coffee. Not the really sweet Starbucks style latte, but just a regular cup of coffee with a little bit of creamer. It’s delicious, and if I could think of a job that would be better than being a school librarian, it would have to be an audio book reader. Unfortunately, I don’t have the voice for that, or the patience. That’s probably why I have to reread a lot of the books that I enjoy, because I sometimes miss entire paragraphs as I’m reading, trying to get to the end, trying to find the answers.
One thing that I can’t seem to find out the answer to is why I am so nervous and excited about becoming an English teacher. In my last class, the chair of the College of Education came to our class to give us a bit of a run through of the program. Talk about helpful. I learned so much in that one hour span. Like, for instance, I can be certified to teach 5-12 grade English, I only have to take 9 extra hours of classes. That makes me happy, because the older the students are, the more nervous I am.
Tonight, my class is titled Analysis and Practice of Teaching. I’m not sure what to expect, but I’m sure it will be interesting. I wouldn’t say that the course work is more difficult as a graduate student, at least not at this point, but that the information is more new to me, so I’m spending more time actually learning it.
I never realized the impact and the power that teachers are given. When I have kids one day, I want to know that they are getting the very best education that they can. I feel like if I expect this kind of education for my children, then I need to be able to deliver it for other people’s children. I want to be the best teacher I can be, and as much as I love English, I definitely have a good starting point. Well, that’s all for now. Time to hit the books.