Teaching is exhausting. And hard. And exhausting.
Get up. Go to work. Make last minute photocopies. Look over lesson plan. Teach. Supervise recess. Teach more. Supervise lunch. Teach. Supervise recess. Teach very restless kids. Greet parents as they come for their kids 7 hours later. Supervise afterschool kids for another hour and half. Have something go wrong so I have to go home even later. Ride home. Eat dinner in a haze. Realize it has become 7pm. Frantically prepare lesson plan and worksheets and handouts and activities for the next day. Fall into uneasy unconsciousness far later than is a good idea. Possibly wake in the middle of the night for more preparations.
Rinse. Repeat.
And that's without the minute by minute attempts to coax kids who would rather be swimming or playing to write hour after hour at writing camp.
Wednesday 21 July 2010
Wednesday 14 July 2010
A Teaching Job!!
Written Sunday...
I got a job!!
I'm going to be teaching Creative Writing at a summer day camp, probably to 6-8 year olds. I'll let you know next week when I know more--as in first hand knowledge. I plunge in feet first on Monday. I know it's full time work with a flexible end time because the teachers pitch in with day care afterward...so whenever the last kid goes home that's when we get to whether that's 5:15 or 6:00.
I'll have a set curriculum but I'm not sure yet how detailed it is. I hope I get it soon--I only have this weekend before I start!
Because it's a summer program, I'll probably only have a few weeks of work. But it will be good to be teaching again and I think it will be fun to teach Creative Writing for once, a subject near and dear to my heart (I snuck it into my college composition courses too). And of course it will be a welcome change of pace--and quite likely a shock to the system. Going from my amorphous schedule where sometimes I pull 12 hour days and sometimes take the day off and often work a few hours here and a few hours there to plunge into a 40-43hr regimented work week...We'll see how I do.
At any rate, I'm hopeful and I'm excited and I hope this works out well.
By the way, to sneak in the distressing news at the end, I was a passenger in a car accident earlier this week. We're all fine. It was one of those crazy ones where it sounds like it should be horrific and yet blessedly everyone walked away. A semi truck lost control on the down hill on the 17 just as we were all having to stop for construction ahead. It hit something on the order of eight cars and another (smaller but still big) truck. We were the very last car hit so it had slowed down quite a bit. We were jolted and I've been stiff and achy (and today had a weird experience with my arms while trying to swim that may or may not have been related, though I can't think what else it could be) but I'm very, very thankful it was as minor as it was.
I got a job!!
I'm going to be teaching Creative Writing at a summer day camp, probably to 6-8 year olds. I'll let you know next week when I know more--as in first hand knowledge. I plunge in feet first on Monday. I know it's full time work with a flexible end time because the teachers pitch in with day care afterward...so whenever the last kid goes home that's when we get to whether that's 5:15 or 6:00.
I'll have a set curriculum but I'm not sure yet how detailed it is. I hope I get it soon--I only have this weekend before I start!
Because it's a summer program, I'll probably only have a few weeks of work. But it will be good to be teaching again and I think it will be fun to teach Creative Writing for once, a subject near and dear to my heart (I snuck it into my college composition courses too). And of course it will be a welcome change of pace--and quite likely a shock to the system. Going from my amorphous schedule where sometimes I pull 12 hour days and sometimes take the day off and often work a few hours here and a few hours there to plunge into a 40-43hr regimented work week...We'll see how I do.
At any rate, I'm hopeful and I'm excited and I hope this works out well.
By the way, to sneak in the distressing news at the end, I was a passenger in a car accident earlier this week. We're all fine. It was one of those crazy ones where it sounds like it should be horrific and yet blessedly everyone walked away. A semi truck lost control on the down hill on the 17 just as we were all having to stop for construction ahead. It hit something on the order of eight cars and another (smaller but still big) truck. We were the very last car hit so it had slowed down quite a bit. We were jolted and I've been stiff and achy (and today had a weird experience with my arms while trying to swim that may or may not have been related, though I can't think what else it could be) but I'm very, very thankful it was as minor as it was.
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