I've just finished my teaching practice as an English teacher. I really doubted that it's possible for me to like it anyway so I hadn't had any high expectations about it. Any kind of expectations, to be fair. All I could think about was how to not mess everything up. It was really scary. Not the practice itself but that feeling of going to a unknown place. However, I considered that as an advantage to make my first impression. I like to believe that I succeeded in it.
I'm really thankful to my friend Daria who coloured some of the stressful moments of mine with her cheerful smile and positive way of thinking.
When I first saw the 6th grade class I automatically knew that I'd choose them. In general, the practice lasted for 8 weeks but it seemed like 3 days. Children were so active and passionate during our lessons. Probably that was the best job I could ever ask for in my life. The best thing about it is that each day is interesting and it brings you new emotions and feelings. I got so inspired on my way home after school and I felt like I had wings and was able to actually fly. When you are performing a role of a teacher it's all different. It's that kind of responsibility that you feel all the time that makes you serious and patient. It is VERY importnat to keep calm in extraordinary situation because it's only you who makes proper decisions and it's only you who encourages children to study your subject. I fell in love with that job.
I'm really thankful to my friend Daria who coloured some of the stressful moments of mine with her cheerful smile and positive way of thinking.
Now when I'm back at the uni it's really hard for me to concentrate my attention during lectures for more than 40 mins (the school influence, I guess). It's still hard to get into a groove but I promise that right after I finish this blogpost I'm geeting down to writing my thesis. Tschüβ!!
Love, Christina M.
