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- GTPr01 (GT); TheGTAFather (GTA)
So, I kind of have to brag a little bit here and I can't think of any other thread to put this (while I'm not above bragging, I'm not the kind of guy who creates a thread purely for the purposes of doing so ...):
I'm doing a Graduate Diploma in Education, and today was the final day of my first prac, a five-day observation in a public school in the next town over. As a part of this prac placement, I had to run a twenty-minute "micro-teaching session", which is essentially where I get to teach for 15-20 minutes. Owing to the traditional screw-ups by the university, I had to do this in a subject I have never studied before - Legal Studies (I hate lawyers) - because that was the only chance I had to present it in a class with my supervisor. Fortunately, it wasn't too difficult a topic (the International Criminal Court and the prosecution of Slobodan Milosevic), and my supervisor was pretty impressed with the way I did it.
That was yesterday, and while it was cool enough on its own, I also go to try my hand with the year seven and eight English "Da Vinci" class, which is made up of the best and the brighest of the junior students. And, though some quirk of fate, their teacher was looking to do creative writing with them today, which just so happens to be my favourite part of the subject. It was only supposed to be another twenty-minute session on my part, but once I started gaining momentum, the teacher just let me run with it. In the end I was doing a full lesson. I think it's pretty safe to say I knocked it out of the park - halfway through the lesson, the teacher disappeared and came back with two of the regular English teachers to watch me in action. She later told me it was one of the best classes she'd seen or heard of, which was pretty euphoric considering it was only the first lesson I'd ever taught.
As for the actual lesson, I ran through the basics of narrative structure with the class, and then handed them out a whole heap of random pictures. The idea was that they then had to work the three parts into a story, and they came up with some really good stuff: one guy won a trip to Paris after he bough some batteries for his lawn mower, while one of the girls had an alien crash-land in her backyard which then started to eat some of her flowers because he thought they were medicine fo his injuries. The lesson was way more successful that I could have ever imagined, and even the kids who claimed they couldn't write eventually came up with something and seemed to genuinely enjoy it.
God, I hope I have't piqued too soon ...
Good on you. If there is one thing we can never have too much of it is teachers who encourage and inspire the children of the day to want to learn and learn well. Knowledge is, arguably, the single greatest asset for a cohesive and developing society (which is why I am so attracted to the ingenious society of Ancient Rome).