Day 133: Teacher Time

And then I decided to take over and try my hand at being a "real" teacher. Except of course with the 11th graders, 'cuz I am kind of obsessed with a few of them and think they are the most adorable things on this whole continent! I was reading their latest batch of essays and my absolute favorite kept spelling "difference" with one 'f'! At the end of class I wrote the word in big red letters on a sticky note and stuck it to him and told him for the love of all things good in this world to please please please start spelling the word with the appropriate number of 'f's. He giggled, a little embarrassed, and promised it would never happen again.

Some of these students are just so damn adorable I can hardly deal with it... Which I guess is why they are balanced out with the students you just want to throw a box of scissors at. ;) Haha.
Later it was time for the shit show class. Today the teacher did that brilliant thing where she tells me what I am to do while informing the students, " pay attention, Chelsea is going to tell you what you have to do to practice Present Perfect today." I literally had to whisper to her, "Like, 'I have eaten,' right?" Bahahaha. >_<

Happily, I thrive at this style of teaching (I.e. you have two seconds to decide how to teach a group of students something... Ready? Go!), and things went just wonderfully! After lunch is when I have this same horror class for 45 minutes all by myself, but today I decided it was on. I decided I was prepared enough to go in there and be an actual teacher. And so I did. Anyone who spoke Spanish immediately had to write their name on the board. Anyone who interrupted me, as well. Everyone paid attention and ate up my "English Dictionary of Awesomeness" - a guide to basic American English slang - and they loved my idea of an on going game of English Slang bingo! :) I had them giggling and interested the entire 45 minutes and taking the whole class seriously.

My roomies always here my stories from school and tell me what a good teacher I must be and how they would love to see a class of mine and sit in on one, cause they imagine it must be so strange/fun. I always thought I was just flailing, doing the bare minimum and making a fool of myself to get by... But now that I have had time to get used to it all, I am beginning to think they are right. I now have the teachers I work with sitting back and watching my classes and getting the giggles and learning things from what i am teaching! Honestly! Like in my 4th grade class a girl asked me what thunder meant. I looked her in the eye and said, "Thunder? Well... thunder... is like... this..." and all of a sudden I took the text book I was using and threw it as hard as I could on the floor.

XOXO