Dirt on my Shirt
In a stunning turn of events I find myself writing the following sentence… As a parting gift for student teaching I recieved a few childrens’ books, one of them a collection of poems by Jeff Foxworthy.
Whew. Okay. Let’s hope those two things never go together again.
In all honesty, though, they’re not half bad. I think I could do better, though, and doubt they would have ever been published if he wasn’t a redneck Jeff Foxworthy. I can’t wait for the next installment in the series: Larry the Cable Guy Does Origami.
Student teaching was an amazing experience. I learned a lot about myself, not only as a teacher, but as a person. These past few weeks have been extremely rewarding, as well as humbling. My only regret is not spending more time in the classroom drunk. I’ve always been told that uninhibited teachers are a lot more fun, so why not intoxicated?
I recieved gifts from a few of the students, one of them a gift card to Denny’s. The gift was purchased, but I guess the parents forgot to get a card to put it in, so they used an old baby-shower card, crossed out. Probably the funniest thing ever. (The student who gave it to me was probably the funniest student ever, so I guess it runs in the family.)
I’m going to run the legality of posting pictures of students online by a few people who know more about what teachers can and can’t do. If I find out it’s legal/safe, I’ll upload a few photos of my class to the site. In the mean time, I have a few in a friends-only album on Facebook, so check them out if you’re my friend. (On facebook, that is… You don’t have to be my friend in real life.)
I start my second (and final) placement of the semester on Monday. I’m in a 12:1:1 classroom, which in laymens’ terms is 12 students, 1 teacher, 1 paraprofessional and chock full o’ disabilities. It should be a lot of fun - the type as a moral human being I’m not supposed to laugh at. We’ll see, though. I’m sure it will be a lot of fun and a great experience.
I’ll leave you with a poem…
True Love
Cows have horns that don’t go beep
Dads have sweaters, so do sheep
Turtles have tails that they can’t see
I have you and you have me
By Jeff Foxworthy
(Seriously, you can’t make this stuff up.)
