Just finished week one of the certification course, and it was quite the mixed bag. The good news is it turns out background in waiting tables and acting has prepared me very well for a career in teaching! I've gotten through four entire 50 minute classes without anyone jumping out of any windows from boredom or charging out of the room from frustration, which I am going to take as encouragement at its finest.Quite frankly, teaching those classes has probably been the highlight of my week. It's been pretty rough; my room is right next to the street and even the slightest sound of cars driving by has been enough to keep me from falling asleep. I regret that I must report I have gone back to my old caffeinated ways, that I have been drinking at least two cups of coffee a day just so I can barely function. On more than one occasion I have found myself on the verge of tears starting angrily at a lesson plan, what's left of my mushy brain struggling with all its might to make sense of it, and I come, again and again, to the same wretched realization that I'm getting old, that my body simply cannot function on less than a full night's sleep... and later that night insomnia rears its ugly head and the cycle continues.
The days have been relatively monotonous, starting class at 9 every morning and not usually leaving till 5 or 6, mostly to come home to eat, plan lessons, and (try to) sleep. Even as I write this I "should be" writing an essay that's due Monday. Ok, that's what I'm going to do nooow so I can have more fun later.
And I promise the next entry won't be nearly as gloomy! (a word that I taught on my first day of teaching!)
Love,
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