Last month, I spent two days being a substitute teacher at a different school! What class did a teach?
This is totally comical, because I don’t have an ounce of athletic ability in my bones. However, I have enough love for teaching to give it my best shot. After seeing the reaction of the kids on the second day, I must have done a good job.
This is a big step for me…since the only place that I have subbed at is my own children’s school. But this is one of my goals, to experience teaching in different environments. I need to make sure that I really love the interaction with all kids and not just the ones that my kids are friends with. I want to make sure it’s not just the comfortable, family feel of my children’s school that I love being in.
You see, all of my children have grown up at that school. Our family has a history there and with the exception of the new teachers and new students that have joined this year, our family knows everyone. So I need to make sure it’s not that familiar, community aura that is making me love to teach. I need to make sure that I still enjoy the teaching experience when I don’t know anyone there. Because the whole love of teaching could actually be the pleasure of belonging to a group of people who you feel comfortable with.
So I stepped outside of my comfort zone and was the substitute teacher at a different Catholic school and I still loved it! It was a little bit harder, since I was not familiar with the building or the kids. So I had to ask for help more than I have ever had to last year. Not to mention the fact that I didn’t know any of the kid’s names. So I was having to call out, “Hey, you in the green shirt. Stop doing that.” Where at my kid’s school, I could call out most of the children’s first and last names without anyone’s help.
But, for the most part, I did good. I learned the names of the students that needed that extra attention and supervision. (Translation: Those kids that pushed the limits and needed to be called out for actions they knew they shouldn’t be doing.) Those were the ones that I could call by name by the end of the class period. But the other kids were only identifiable by their faces, not their names.
By the time I finished my second day as the P.E. teacher, I knew that I would love teaching no matter where it was at. Or at least, I would love teaching at any Catholic school. I still need to experience substituting at a public school. But I’m not sure I am ready for that…yet.