I realized today how much my attitude about urban practicum has changed; I was not excited to begin teaching here, and I actually began to wonder what had possessed me to choose urban practicum. For the el ed majors it was fine, but to control a middle school classroom? What was I thinking? But now that I'm here I really have been enjoying it. I'm not really nervous about teaching (though I am about planning - any ideas about how to introduce Bridge to Terabithia?) and in fact I kind of enjoyed it on Friday. Teaching it 3 times in a row was a bit of a drag, but I have no control over that. I'm still trying to understand how to correctly discipline students, but I think that will take more than two weeks and lots of personal time with the students.
Today we went to a 3-hour long church service. I'm not complaining - it didn't seem like 3 hours (until the end) and it was full of passion. It was what I've always thought of when I think of an African-American church. It was long, passionate, worshipful, empowering. But I would never go to this church if I lived here. I honestly appreciated the church and how it helps the community; I thought it was great that the guest speaker was so open about her topic of sex. But I felt like it was maybe a little too pushy and I'm not sure if I agree with their whole doctrine.
And three hours really is long.
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