Wednesday - September 24, 1997
Today was an interesting day to say the least. First, I was a little late
getting up so I came in at 8am (5 minutes late). While going through the
hall, Craig stops me. "The sub will just sit in the room. You can handle
the teaching and discipline." Huh? What sub? "Oh," he continues, "didn't
Maureen call you?" Nope. Turns out that Maureen is feeling on the
Not-Too-Swell side and isn't coming in. She calls the office and I talk to
So I go up to the room. Whoops! I forgot that I gave my wife the keys
for today. The key to Maureen's room is on that keyring. Back I go to the
office to get a spare set.
I was fortunate in one respect: most of the classes were taking
chapter tests today so I didn't have to worry about teaching them. I don't
know what I would have done if I was supposed to teach Geometry.
Still, I was teaching Algebra I for the first time and I had wanted to
break in gradually. That is, I was planning on teaching only 4th hour and
waiting until next week to tackle 5th hour. That wasn't to be. I was
prepared for the lesson, though, so it wasn't too bad.
Second hour went by fine. I gave out the test and most everybody spent
the entire hour working on it. A few didn't finish at all. Third hour
was fine, also. I handed out their chapter test and they all worked for
the entire hour on it. So far so good.
I look up just before 4th hour and see Gerald Parker. "Great!" I
think to myself, "Not only am I going to make a fool of myself before
the class due to my flustered state, but I'm going to be doing it with
my supervisor watching"
I was lucky again. 4th hour is a very good class and the material I
was covering was very straightforward. Plus, my lesson plan looked good.
Hey, it was my first day teaching this class. My lesson plan had to
be very detailed. Now my other lesson plans... well, let's just say that
I'm very glad he didn't ask to see previous ones!
I discovered during 4th hour, though, that my lesson plan was much too
short. The kids finished up with about 15 minutes to spare. This didn't
matter much for this class (as I said, they are good kids), but there
was NO WAY it would work for 5th hour.
I go to lunch. Since Parker needed to talk to me about my performance
(prety good, by the way), I was late starting to eat. So the bell that
ends lunch period rang while I was only midway through my meal. I stuff
some more food into my mouth, go to the bathroom, and get up to my class-
room only to find another teacher opening it. The bell rings as I go
through the door. Not good.
5th hour is roughly like I expect it. They are noisier then with
Maureen in the room, but not so much that I can't handle them. I finish
the original lesson plan too early, though. If I just had them do the
same assignment as 4th hour, they would be rioting by the end of the hour.
So I wing it and start lecturing on the next section. Plus, I assign
quite a bit more homework. With the extra load, I make it to the end
of the period with no major hassles.
6th hour is my recuperating time. My adreniline is still pumping from
the previous hour so I take this time to relax. 7th hour is a direct
replay of 3rd. I go home, relieve that I survived and I didn't strangle
anybody in 5th hour.