I wanted to teach elementary. I did my student teaching at an elementary school in Wichita, Kansas. It was a 4th-5th combination second semester. My student teaching experience had its high point, but mostly very disappointing. I should have been discouraged, but I wasn’t. I knew deep inside I’d be GREAT and some classroom of young children were awaiting my grand arrival.
I completed my education in May, 1978. I graduated with a K-9 Elementary Bachelors Degree of Arts. My second child, M-boy was born October, 1978. I started substituting teaching K-12. I was terrified, but delve in. I was lousy but excited.
I was as surprised as anyone to discover I knew NOTHING. I couldn’t read lesson plans, schedules, didn’t know you had to start preparing kindergarten students for the trip home 30 to 40 minutes in advance (coats zipped, shoes tied, mittens and hats on the right child), totally at a loss as to how to start, end, transition lessons and/or subjects……BUT I was having fun. AND the students (at least K-5) were more than happy to tell how things were suppose to be. I learned fast I needed to thank the genuinely helpful, use the help I needed, ignore the clowns, and make each class my own. During the year and a half I subbed, I learned more about teaching than I had during my eight years of full-time and part-time college education. College inspired me and teaching taught me.
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