I’ve been trying to write for a few days, but my mind has been
everywhere but in the right place to construct a blog post that anyone (including
me) would ever want to read. My mental to-do
list has become so lengthy that I can’t even make myself consider it. A few weeks ago, I started a paper list and stopped….it was just too overwhelming. Alas, my personal life has become as chaotic as
my work life. Who is to blame for this
situation? Me. Of course, me. Who else?
I may not have announced to the world that I got that
teaching job I interviewed for. Come
August when fall term starts, I’ll officially be Dr. KYLady, IT instructor at a
community college. Oh, but don’t get
your hopes up, I can’t quit the corporate job yet. Teaching one class the entire fall term pays
little more than enough to cover our house payment for one month. I’ll be working two jobs until I build up
some experience for my resume. It’s OK…it’s
a step in the right direction, a stepping stone to a new career.
To prepare myself for this teaching job, I enrolled in a
MOOC at Coursera.org. It’s called University
Teaching 101, an online course designed for graduate assistants who are going
to teach college-level courses without any teaching experience – people like
me. It’s been great so far. I’ve learned a lot, primarily that planning
which concepts to teach and what order to teach them is a lot harder than I
thought it would be.
We learned about learning styles and the importance of identifying what my students’ and my own preferred learning styles are. A teacher will most likely prefer to teach the way she prefers to learn. This is not be a good thing for her students because they will represent a variety of learning styles. So, we were invited to take two learning style assessments to learn about ourselves. I was not too surprised by the outcome of these tests. I was pretty much middle of the road on the continuums of active – reflective learner, sensing – intuitive learner, and sequential – global learner. But on the continuum of visual – verbal, I am on the visual pole. I’ve always known I don’t listen well. This is my proof…it’s not just my imagination. Even at work, when somebody calls with a problem and wants to explain it to me, I will usually cut them off and ask them
to share their desktop with me, to show me the problem.
http://www.redbubble.com/people/kiwigal/works/3874765-hear-no-evil-see-no-evil-speak-no-evil |
Fortunately for me, the class I’m teaching will be
online. I will do a lot of reading and
writing, but very little speaking/listening to students…unless they want to
call me.
When I was in school, I was a good student (except for 7th
grade….and I have no idea what happened that year). By good student, I mean I got good grades and
didn’t cause trouble. It’s a miracle
because what I remember most about school (at least until my last few years of
high school), was that I never seemed to know what was going on or when things
were due. I sat in my chair and stared
out the window, or scribbled in my notebook, or read ahead if we had books open
in front of us. It must have been very
boring, but I liked school. It was very predictable,
and my teachers were nice to me.
Even as an adult, Someone and all my kids will say I never
listen to them. That’s a little bit
exaggeration, because of course I listen sometimes. But, I do remember a few
times when Sarah and Emily were toddlers.
They climbed up on my lap, put their little hands on both sides of my head
and put their face inches from mine to command 100% of my attention. Was I really that bad? Apparently so.
2 comments:
You couldn't have possibly been paying attention when the lady was cutting my hair that day!
Sarah – you are right around two years old in this picture. I’m not sure you had even had a real haircut yet. It looks like a mullet but I think your hair is just mostly tucked behind your ears. Perhaps one of these days I’ll write about how you got that scab on your lip (you can see it in the photo). It was an ordeal when it happened, but as you can see in this photo, you got over it.
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