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To all my loyal readers (that’s a shout out to those 2-3 of you who keep checking on the blog despite my absence)…I’M BACK! At least I hope to try to be back more regularly. Note the hesitancy of that statement…
But I think it may really happen this time because in one short week, basketball season will be over and I will have two more hours a day + all of my Saturdays back. While this is good for my personal life, my blog life, and my knitting, I’m actually a little bummed about the season ending. In all honesty it is probably the best part of my job right now. The girls we coach are really great. Nice, enthusiastic, team-players, I could go on and on. Our record, not the best ever, but better than my team’s record my senior year. I also love the woman I co-coach with. She’s been coaching and teaching for over 30 years and teaches me a lot everyday. There have been so many days I have come to practice after a frustrating day of class or worry about my lesson plan or fear of how to grade and she talks it through with me. She is also a real coach, and so I am finally learning how to coach rather than struggling alongside another newbie.
Teaching…well teaching has been a challenge this term. At this school, students take three full classes in one semester. So coming back in January, I have all new students, even though I am teaching the same material. I thought it would make the semester go much smoother, but I have actually found this semester to be more difficult. I really grew to know and care a lot for my students last semester and so walking into a new term with new faces, new personalities, new annoyances, and new gifts has been hard. I keep reminding myself that it took weeks before I developed a rapport with my students last term, but what I remember is the last week of classes where I knew the students really well and they knew me well. I knew how to get them to settle down, how to get them excited about the material. I knew who to go to with difficult questions and I was starting to learn how to draw out the quiet students. This semester it is definately a whole new ball game.
Rather than ending on a hard note, I thought I would tell you a funny story from my first week of class. So on the Friday of the first week of class we were discussing our method for studying religions and I was trying to explain how it is difficult to compare the religions because we would just be scratching the surface of each of the traditions. To make my point I decided to draw a diagram. I started off drawing a big circle and saying, “Imagine this is all there is to know about Buddhism…” Then I draw a smallish dot in the middle of the circle and say, “And this is about what we will get to cover in this class.” Some of you have probably already figured out where this is going. Next I draw another big circle, right next to the first and say, “And this is all there is to know about Hinduism,” as with the first, I again draw a smallish dot in the middle and say, “And this is about what we will get to cover in this class.” At this point, I hear some snickering behind me and I look down and I realize what I’ve drawn…BOOBS. That’s right, I drew a big pair of boobs right on the board of a class full of sophomores. I’m shocked they did not lose it. I then proceed to keep talking as if nothing was unusual and as I talk, I quickly erase the board and start writing up something different. To add icing to the cake, after class I walk over to tell the man who hired me what happens and his response is, “Well you know you have to do that in the next class because they’ll be expecting it.” That’s why I like working at in my department, they don’t take themselves too seriously.