Last month, I applied to facilitate a workshop entitled “Tales from the Trenches: What you Don’t Learn in Teacher Education” at the BCTF New Teachers’ Conference.
Last week, I received word that my application was accepted.
Please excuse me while I fist pump and do a happy dance that closely resembles my dog shaking after a walk in the rain.
Okay, I’m back. And I have a two-hour workshop to plan. But it’s going to be great. I hope. I think? I just hope that people show up.
No, I just hope that people don’t leave in the middle of it. That would be my annual back-to-school dream come to life. I always dream that my classes just get up and walk out while I’m teaching – and this might be the time where it actually happens.
Though I’m certain that I would have stuck around had I attended a similar session when I went to this conference as a student teacher. My intention is to address the gaps left between the B.Ed./PDP program and actually working as a teacher – of which there are many.
I don’t have all of the answers, but I do have self-deprecating stories of surviving my first few years of teaching, and I’m willing to share.
So, on March 1st, I look forward to teaching my colleagues how to avoid getting pink eye, that work makes for a crap hobby, and that watching “American Gladiators” is great training for getting from Point A to Point B between classes.