Got a call from the Field Placement person at 6:45 tonight with the name and cell number of a principal to call tomorrow morning to talk about starting student teaching Monday. Cross your fingers
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I suppose I just need to get over it -- when I'm looking for teaching jobs, there will be principals aplenty, as that's part of what they do. But it feels like someone saying I should call the University president's office.
Anyway, I have left a message. (Bless voicemail! it means I have to sit and wait for him to call back, but on the other hand it means he has to start the conversation, which I'm a bit nervous about doing.)
It has always seemed to me as though making the worst troublemakers stay away from school for several days (in addition to putting them further behind in actual learning) wasn't necessarily that much of an inconvenience for them. Though I imagine their parents get pretty unhappy about it.
Now mind you, I never actually skipped gym, but I sure did hate it. In retrospect, I suppose the kids who hated it the most are the ones who actually needed it, while the kids to whom it came naturally, who probably were on sports teams or otherwise active outside of gym class, didn't so much need it. Ah, gym class. So painful.
Hey, I got an empty diploma from my college for not turning in library books (I had, they just got temporarily lost somehow). All the photos from my graduation show my parents smiling and me ranting about the injustice.
Sleep: check. Voice mail for principal: check. Now we wait.
Mostly I'm having trouble because I get disproportionately awed by authority. Actually, awed's the wrong word... I just always think they must have more pressing demands on their time than me!
Just one so far... I need to do this to get the second one! It's not like I think it'll be that big a deal -- he's not interviewing me for a job, after all, I'm not going to be paid for this -- but I just get nervous calling people out of the blue. Especially once I've gone this long with so little human contact. I'm beginning to grow into the couch.
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We call them "Head of School", but, yeah, that's a big, scary person who you talk to if you're in trouble.
Although, I don't know if search committees and Personnel departments are better or worse.
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Anyway, I have left a message. (Bless voicemail! it means I have to sit and wait for him to call back, but on the other hand it means he has to start the conversation, which I'm a bit nervous about doing.)
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Now mind you, I never actually skipped gym, but I sure did hate it. In retrospect, I suppose the kids who hated it the most are the ones who actually needed it, while the kids to whom it came naturally, who probably were on sports teams or otherwise active outside of gym class, didn't so much need it. Ah, gym class. So painful.
Hey, I got an empty diploma from my college for not turning in library books (I had, they just got temporarily lost somehow). All the photos from my graduation show my parents smiling and me ranting about the injustice.
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Mostly I'm having trouble because I get disproportionately awed by authority. Actually, awed's the wrong word... I just always think they must have more pressing demands on their time than me!
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You have graduate degrees -- so clutch them close to you mentally and gird yourself for battle!
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