Ding Dong
Life always begins somewhere. My professional life pretty began here at KMS. Although I was leaning towards being in a high school English classroom, a student teaching position opened up here in a middle school, and I grabbed it. My thinking was get my student teaching assignment covering grades 7-12 under my belt, and I could go any place. It was an enlightening 8 weeks. I worked with two seventh grades and one ninth grade advanced English class. It was fun. I learned a lot that you never discover in all those 'methods of teaching' textbooks. Oh ya, I almost forgot. I met a beautiful blonde in this building that I have been with ever since.
What do they say?
Life moves in mysterious ways.
Mine has.
It sounds like that was where you were meant to be at the time! That poor bus looks like it might not be going anywhere for a while...
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ReplyDeleteOur lying snow is melting only so very slowly under a blanket of fog today
ReplyDeleteYou are a man who makes the right choices. I saw the opera "Eugene Onegin" last night. That was a made who made a poor choice.
ReplyDeleteSo that is where it all started
ReplyDeleteSo this place is a crime scene... :-)
ReplyDelete(Literally translated from the French expression: where something happened.)
It is always important to make good choices...
ReplyDeleteFun story! And it ain't over yet! That poor school, though - looks like it's going to disappear under a cover of snow pretty soon!
ReplyDeleteThe things you learn in school. :-)
ReplyDeleteGood memories for you in that building!
ReplyDeleteThe snow's really falling there!
ReplyDeleteThat was the best eight weeks of your life if it landed you Elenka. She seems like the absolute best!
ReplyDeleteThose two sculptures were great, but I didn't see a sculptor's name. One was made with blots and the other with rivets. And the manipulated photographs were exceptionally well done, though not to my taste.
Those "methods" classes didn't teach me much. Nothing like being out and involved with students, to learn a few things.
ReplyDeleteThat is alot of snow.
ReplyDeleteYou met yours in a school. I met mine in a bar. They both lasted a long time so whatever works.
ReplyDeleteGeez you've had a lot of snow.
It sounds like you learned what you wanted in more ways than one. And everyone won.
ReplyDeleteSometimes you are just in the right place at the right time! :)
ReplyDeleteAh grabbing up that teaching positions turned out very well for you!
ReplyDeleteawwwwww :)
ReplyDeleteToo much snow by now. I taught 7 and 9th graders for 12 years and 10-12 for 18. I like all the grades: upper grades enabled me to read some really good stuff for class, but the middle school kids were really, really funny and enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteReal and true...true and real...
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