Awkwardness

Yesterday I saw my classroom for the first time.  It's gigantic.  Like bigger than my apartment, (which is teeny but totally beside the point.)  The problem was, the intern that I'm replacing had to open it up to show it to me.  Now we're two adults in the intern program, and I didn't think that it would be a problem.

Then she opened up to me...

There was one job opening, and two interns.  Someone was bound to be disappointed, but this poor girl seemed really unhappy.  The job had just been given to the other intern.  Her reaction made me reflect on my role next year.

I'm a temp.  I've decided.  Everyone has to find their own first job after they get their degree.  It's a big scary thing, and no one wants to do it.  If a job falls out of the sky and lands in my lap after I finish my internship, that would be absolutely amazing.  However, it doesn't always work like that.  I wanted to do the internship because of what I thought I could learn from it.  I wanted to learn how to be a teacher, and set up the rules and procedures in a classroom.  I'll be responsible for the kids, and I didn't think I would learn as much student teaching.  So I'm looking forward to working my new job, for however long it lasts.

I think that if I keep this rational in my head, I'll be happier with any outcome come next May.

Introduction

I've never been a blogger, I honestly never thought I would be either.  As a kid I would start a journal to keep track of my thoughts, be really excited for about two weeks, then my next entry would be around two years later. 

I've titled this blog the Mrs. Sorenson project because I am an up and coming teacher.  My students next year will call me Mrs. Sorenson, but I'm still not quite sure what being a teacher really means.  Yes, I had teachers who changed me.  Some inspire me.  I have those dreams of being the kind of teacher to one of my students that those teachers were to me.  But what does it mean to really BE a teacher? 

I read in Heaven is for Real that a preacher doesn't have the luxury of "losing it in public." I don't believe an elementary school teacher does either.  Our job is too important to make a bad impression on a student who just happens to be in the back seat of a car that we make a rude gesture towards for cutting us off on I-15. 

I don't know what kind of teacher I'm going to be, but I have an internship coming down the pipeline for me in August.  I'm going to teach 2nd or 3rd grade, and I'll eventually figure out what I'm doing. This blog is to track things that work for me, things that didn't (there will definitely be many of those), and insights for myself.  My teachers always said that they learned more from us than we did from them.  I'm hoping that by keeping track of the things I learn on this blog I'll be able to really find out what steps I can take to be my best Mrs. Sorenson