On
Thursday, I went Bethune Middle School to shadow my Teach for America partner,
Nina, in her science class. The aim of
my visitation that day was to interact with the students, as they completed a
science project on animal classifications.
I made sure to arrive early to assuage my slight anxiety. As I
approach the classroom, I take a deep breath, and Nina ushers me in. It’s on.
I immediately notice all the bewildered pairs of eyes that outrightly
stare at me in curiosity. Just like Nina
informed me in an earlier meeting, most of the children are
African-American. I take a seat at the
back of the class. A few of the students
sitting at the back of the class talk rather loudly as Nina teaches. While at first, I am taken aback at the seemingly
blatant disrespect for the presence of an authority figure at the front of the
class, I recall my days as a middle-schooler and how there was always one or
two students who caused class disturbances.
A female student who later tells me unenthusiastically that I’m pretty
stands up and kicks her chair as if in attempts to break it. She kicks the chair repeatedly nearly across
the room and then exchanges her chair for another. Nina pauses the class momentarily to address
the girl. I wonder to myself how I would
manage the scenario when I begin to actually teach a portion of Nina’s
class. As I consume myself with the
thought, another female student tries to get my attention. “Pssst, pssst.
Excuse me. Hey. Are you married?” I chuckle to myself and motion for her to pay
attention to Nina.
Nina
gives the instructions for the class activity and project and the students
begin to busy themselves. Papers, books
and coloured pencils everywhere. I make
my rounds to engage with as many students as possible by asking them questions
about their assignment. As I
continue to interact with the students, I realize why people become
teachers. These children are bright, and
wildly hilarious. The job understandably
comes with its frustrations – telling a student over and over to sit down
cannot be enjoyable. However, I see the
moments, the potential that stirs in the room, and the desire of the students
to get homework right, the desire to learn.
As I left Nina’s classroom, I was reminded of why people teach. No child deserves anything less than the best
education to inspire within them a will to pursue whatever it is their hearts
desire.
I cannot wait for next week!
- Uduak
- Uduak
I love the funny things kids say -- they are often far more willing than adults to open up and be real about what they think about, what they want to know, what they want to be...
ReplyDeleteSomeone posted this great quote on the TFA page today that made me think of your post: "I am at my weirdest, at my nerdiest, at my most original self when I’m in front of my students, and that’s why I come back to teach every day.” – Angela (Colorado ’11)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nG3LyGVAqWg