Here is a relevant anecdote, perhaps. Neither of my parents were teachers, but I grew up loving school as the complex universe of opportunity that it is. My favorite area was history, so by the time college was looming, I was set on becoming a high school history teacher. But then....
Our high school had an elective program where you served as a teacher's assistant in a nearby elementary school. Not a great match, sure, but it would give me experience in a "teaching" setting. Spent a semester in fifth grade (forgettable) and then a semester in second grade (epiphany.) Switched to primary for my college training, and started my career with eight years in third grade. Moved up to sixth for the next thirty, half in elementary and then half in middle school, where I did actually specialize in social studies. So the scenic route never quite reached full circle, but it was quite a journey.
Here is a relevant anecdote, perhaps. Neither of my parents were teachers, but I grew up loving school as the complex universe of opportunity that it is. My favorite area was history, so by the time college was looming, I was set on becoming a high school history teacher. But then....
Our high school had an elective program where you served as a teacher's assistant in a nearby elementary school. Not a great match, sure, but it would give me experience in a "teaching" setting. Spent a semester in fifth grade (forgettable) and then a semester in second grade (epiphany.) Switched to primary for my college training, and started my career with eight years in third grade. Moved up to sixth for the next thirty, half in elementary and then half in middle school, where I did actually specialize in social studies. So the scenic route never quite reached full circle, but it was quite a journey.
Love the graphic and the lesson...Thanks, Derek
I’m confident you are a fabulous teacher!
You are too kind