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I can answer this for mis.

As a first-year teacher (regardless of grade level or subject material(s)), almost every non-classroom moment is taken up with
  • grading papers
  • entering grades (not only for paper work, but classroom participation, etc.) into the grade book (or classroom record book, I think they call them these days, since "grading" children may damage their precious self-esteem :rolleyes: )
  • tearing out hunks of hair trying to remember if it was Johnny in row 2 or Jeremy in row 3 who answered almost every question - or at least raised his hand - during oral review
  • reviewing and re-reading the next day's lessons to make sure she knows more than the students do about the topic(s)
  • organizing her lesson plan book so that turning page 13 will lead to page 14, etc.
  • re-filling out her seating chart - again - since she's had to move the same six students 18 times in the last three weeks
  • trying to decide - again - if she should continue using green ink to correct papers, or switch back to purple (red, of course, is completely non grata in grading the little butterflies' work!)
  • research - in hyper-multiple websites, and in every teacher's guide she has, trying to find lesson plans that will engage - and KEEP - students' interest for more than 12.638 seconds.
And that's just the short list of how Year One goes. She won't actually be able to fully appreciate and assess this year until some time after she completes Year Five.

Yes. That. Except for the red pen thing, I always grade in red. I'm a traditionalist like that.
 
My second grade teacher was a first time teacher. She sent me a Christmas card that year, I thought she had a crush on me. :rolleyes:
 
I wish this feeling would last all the time.

The thought of you shopping afterwards made me smile :) :cattail:
 
._.

>_<

Fuck.

>_.

It's that morning thing again.



Damn.


*head/pillow/groan* I am so buying the good coffee this morning.
 
I can answer this for mis.

As a first-year teacher (regardless of grade level or subject material(s)), almost every non-classroom moment is taken up with
  • grading papers
  • entering grades (not only for paper work, but classroom participation, etc.) into the grade book (or classroom record book, I think they call them these days, since "grading" children may damage their precious self-esteem :rolleyes: )
  • tearing out hunks of hair trying to remember if it was Johnny in row 2 or Jeremy in row 3 who answered almost every question - or at least raised his hand - during oral review
  • reviewing and re-reading the next day's lessons to make sure she knows more than the students do about the topic(s)
  • organizing her lesson plan book so that turning page 13 will lead to page 14, etc.
  • re-filling out her seating chart - again - since she's had to move the same six students 18 times in the last three weeks
  • trying to decide - again - if she should continue using green ink to correct papers, or switch back to purple (red, of course, is completely non grata in grading the little butterflies' work!)
  • research - in hyper-multiple websites, and in every teacher's guide she has, trying to find lesson plans that will engage - and KEEP - students' interest for more than 12.638 seconds.
And that's just the short list of how Year One goes. She won't actually be able to fully appreciate and assess this year until some time after she completes Year Five.

After reading through the boards over the past few days this is the post I decide to comment on!!!! Really shows that the life of a first year teacher is all consuming. Good luck with it mis. I can't wait until this year is over
 
Thanks so much for the chuckle this morning. As a math/science geek I LOVED them both. :)

LOL, as an English major, I found them pretty hilarious as well. They made lots of sense to me. :D

Social Science here. And I've actually answered math questions like that when I was in high school.

The teachers were far from amused when we got to pre-algebra and I kept answering questions with letters. They didn't see the logic behind 37/Y = A.

:rolleyes: I was kind of a pain in the ass kid.
 
Boy, we sure fucked today to high heavens. I'm glad everything got straightened out. Just a bunch of misunderstandings on an epic scale. :rose:
 
Desert Rose is still in the top ten posts here. She is doing well.
 
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I woke up with no voice. It's really difficult to get kids up when you can't tell them to get up. *sigh*
 
i don't think i have realized the potential of this thread in getting randomness out from my head.
 
That's why squirt guns with icewater in them were invented.

My children don't wake up friendly under the best of circumstances. Under the worst of circumstances they wake up mad; as in whining, bitching, and crying.

I'll remember that for if they are refusing to get up some time, though. :devil:
 
That was so...interesting. What a profound, authentic reaction.

Sometimes you push a button in Wonka's glass elevator and it opens at a room you've never visited before.

;)
 
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