|After some searching, I think this is one of the only pictures I have of me as a "teacher"! At lunch with some students after a competition.|
When it comes to teaching, it's funny what I miss. And what I don't miss.
-What I miss MOST is writing the subjects of the lessons in my weekly lesson planner. This is so funny to me! What a weird thing to miss.
-I miss my students! I loved them. Before Olivia was born they were my whole world. After Olivia, it's true, I couldn't give them as much as I felt they needed. This helped soften the blow when I quit.
-I miss lecturing. And if you think that sounds boring, well then you should have been in my lectures! The other day I told my sister all about Christian Dior's "New Look" and how it was a rebound from the masculine style of the 1940's during WWII. I just love interior design and fashion!
-Grading papers while watching Hulu. While grading papers isn't my most favorite thing, catching up on Once Upon a Time while I do it was kinda nice. Obviously I could only do design papers. If it was anything I had to read, I needed quiet.
-Awards and recognition. Yeah, I got a lot ;)
-Meetings. When you get 100+ people in a group there is no such thing as short meeting.
-Hoops. One year we all had to work in PLCs (something learning community) with other teachers that taught our subject. Guess how many interior design teachers there were at Bingham? Just me. Also we had to fill out these giant portfolios and get evaluated twice a year, but basically were told "Don't worry, it's really hard to get fired".
-Expectations to work long hours with out pay. Someone once said "FACS teachers are the first to arrive and the last to leave" and I was like "HECK no. When 3pm hits, I'm peacing out of this place."
-Freezing. Absolutely FREEZING. My fingers would get numb while typing on my computer during my prep period. I wanted to wear cute pencil skirts to work, but mostly I wore as much clothing as possible. I was always cold. Except that one year when the heat would turn on at noon and my last period class would all get fevers.
Happy back to school tomorrow! (Or last week, or the week before, because I swear school starts earlier every year)