Today is April 21, my nephew’s 9th birthday and the end of my second week of teaching. I have one session of my class left. I spent yesterday obsessing over the lecture and flow of the class, and I think I ended up with something halfway decent. I’m feeling scared about my ability to teach this subject; I feel like a fraud. The early parts of the course were topics I felt passionate about and had lots of experience with. Wednesday’s session, which should have been a slam-dunk for me, Written Communication, was a bust, I felt. I don’t think I answered questions as well as I should have, I think I treated the topic really superficially, and I punted on the last half hour. The Fog Index exercise was stupid too. I didn’t know as much about that topic as I should have, and am afraid it showed.
I hope to engage the students in an exploration that will help them apply the concepts to their project on Monday. I hope to bring forth interesting content that will inspire them. This course has been more of a trudge than I expected. The Fall course came together so much easier, with more flow. Teaching is hard work. I wonder if it will be easier next year when I’m simply tweaking the material rather than creating it all from scratch?
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