Today, I was a teaching assistant in a Year 4 (…they were eight and
nine years old, make of that what you will) class. Basically, I had one student
as my charge and had the opportunity to watch a legitimate veteran classroom
teacher and get a feel for how to go about things when my turn as the classroom
teacher comes (hopefully tomorrow). There were a lot of students in the class
and my charge had the attention span of a goldfish on a sugar rush. There was Literacy
first thing which focused on conjunctives (called “connectives” here) and how
to writing the beginning of a story. Recess was next followed by Math (they
drew shapes) and Music (they learned to beat specific rhythms on drums). At
lunch (which was boring) a chunk of students got hot meals as the gym was
turned into something of impromptu cafeteria. The day ended with Technology
(they made Power Point about the various systems in the body) and Art (they
made collages of their dreams).
And, yup, that was my first day. Not much to report, really.
Altogether it was something of a letdown but I think that it provided a great
opportunity for observation that I’m positive will be of great benefit and
advantage in days to come.
In the meanwhile, its back to anxiety and nervousness as I wait for
tomorrow and (hopefully) my first turn in the driver’s seat.
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