Each time I tell someone I'm a teacher I feel confidant. Ya! I'm a teacher! It's great to say; to feel like you know something. I think, "Ya, I'm a real professional!" I can sit down at a table with other teachers to throw around the "teacher" lingo, a few buzz words here and there. I know what they are saying; we get each other.
But then ...
I sit down with my text books in front of me. I can feel the panic slowly to the pit of my stomach. "What am I doing!" My head is screaming at me. "What was I thinking! I can't teach! High school English?"
I think it's like stage fright, except different.
I stare at the list of things to cover: personal writing, subject writing, creative, writing, persuasive writing...the list keeps going. "I don't know anything! I'm not even a good writer!" The panic is getting worse. "How do I want to approach this? Will they just tune me out? What if I'm not creative enough? How do I grab their attention?" I only have one of my four classes laid out on the table and already I'm overwhelmed. "How to I choose what to cover and how and when and....."
I should know all this. I've been teaching for five years! Why can't I figure it out? Ugggg... looks like I might be doing some flying by the seat of my pants if I can't scrawl out even a basic outline!
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