Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Test Days Are the Best Days

Today I gave my E5-A class their oral test that I spent all last week preparing them for (I also wrote the test). I was holding my breath today, since a test is not only a teaching tool, but also the best indicator of how one is doing as a teacher. Would the test prove that I needed improvement? I was delighted to have a 94% as the lowest grade. Huzzah! I think I'm more excited than the kids were about the good grades!

Today, being Tuesday, was also the day for our weekly teacher meeting, in which a different person has to teach a lesson to the other teachers each week. This, naturally, was my week. It's a little nerve-wracking teaching to your coworkers, but I did a great job. My coworkers, and particularly my boss, had only positive things to say about my lesson and my teaching style. What a relief! I'm still in shock to find that I'm actually somewhat capable as a teacher.

As if the test and the teaching lesson weren't enough, tonight was cell group. Guess who was hosting and in charge of the lesson....yep, me! I taught a historical lesson on the book of Exodus last week and wanted to do a second part to it this week covering the crossing of the Red Sea. I was so relieved that my lesson went well and that my friends appreciated it and benefited from it.

I feel like I've been center stage all day today! Finally, at almost midnight, I am out of the spotlight and can relax. Don't assume that I'm complaining, though. Today was a great day. Constant spotlight and all. I actually really liked having all the pressure on today, even though it got the adrenaline pumping. It felt a little like being back in college, and showed me that I am ready to be back in grad school.

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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"