I don't know if everything happens for a reason, or if it just happens. I've been thinking of that phrase a lot lately. See, I'm student teaching. At long last. I Time just keeps going forward whether you're with it or not. Everything eventually happens. Just hope you've made the most significant and important things happen. have finished three years of college to get to this point. I'm sure I went to my classes, but it seems to have gone by so quickly! I remember looking at my first MAP report (list of classes taken/still needed to graduate) and thinking that I will never get all "yes" (complete) next to all the subcategories. I have all "yes"s now and one "IP"--in progress.
I am teaching three class periods of Spanish 1 to mostly freshman. I have about half and half freshman/sophomores, actually. And a couple, three juniors and seniors. My supervising teacher is really great. She is very supportive and has all kinds of neat activities and things for me to look at and use for my students. It would almost be perfect if it weren't an hour away. Bleh. But luckily there is one other girl who is at Trigg County High School with me. She's a lot of fun and it's really nice to drive with someone else and be able to talk things through. I will keep teaching these three classes for the next couple of weeks, then add one more class for a week or so, then add the last one. I will eventually have all 5 classes all day every day. I am scared about that. I will be, in essence, the teacher. Wow!! I just hope that the kids will accept me after having the classroom teacher. I think I'm doing ok on the teaching part of things. It's just the housekeeping items that I don't keep up with very well: late homework, grading, etc. I'm sure that in time I will understand. :D
I'm also still interpreting for AVAZA Language Services . It's fun. I enjoy interpreting more than I enjoy teaching. Maybe it's just because I'm so darn proud of myself for being able to do it. I dunno. But sometimes interpreting is hard. Like when the Spanish speaker speaks in her own dialect, one that I'm not familiar with, at 200 wpm and I can't stop her to interpret. Or when the agency representative decideds that I'm not a good enough interpreter and wants a different one. Or if the Spanish speaker just gets fed up with repeating and hangs up. It doesn't come without its downfalls, but I'm sure I will grow a lot from it. I'm so excited that I got the job. I'm really grateful for the opportunity to work in this capacity. Who knows? Maybe I'll interpret instead of teach? Maybe I'll teach interpreting? Who knows? Who knows? I know that one of these days I will find out. Because everything eventually happens.
