Well, that was awkward.
To set it straight, I was blogging back when blogs were written on paper and called “journals” (it’s an old-person thing â€” don’t worry about it) and maintained a pretty detailed record of that spectacular admixture of ignorance and hubris called “student teaching.” Those posts were a copied-and-pasted time capsule from five years ago, from a very different time
So. As much as I appreciated returning home to all the well-wishes and encouragement and assurances that, if I only stuck it out, teaching would get better … um … well I can’t even begin to phrase a response. “Thanks,” maybe. With one eyebrow upraised.
And as much as I’m glad that dude’s stint here is over and as much as I want to totally disavow his technique, attitude, and face, he and his commenters raised some worthy issues:
On Young v. Old
Oh honey, one might refer to your post as the result of the â€˜innocence of youthâ€™, however, in your case we might need to adjust that phrase to the â€˜ignorance of youthâ€™. FYI â€” Iâ€™m more than twice your age. We too face a dilema â€” that of how to deal w/ those still wet behind the ears, those that trip over their own feet, those who believe that the â€˜truthâ€™ resides only within them, those who have not learned the lessons that history has taught (that what goes around, comes around), oh waitâ€¦.I must be talking about some of my peers â€” those 20-somethings.
She seems to have missed the mark with her nine-month prediction of my retirement (sigh … see first paragraph) but her comment (and my dumb, younger cousin’s post) points out the awkwardness of 60-yos and 20-yos working side-by-side under equal rank. Can another job claim that kind of weirdness? What do we do with that
On Being Cool
Though my attempts to convert social currency into learning outcomes died a strange death several years ago, they morphed into something best described by TheInfamousJ’s comment:
My students respect my personality and I respect theirs.
I discovered that the best thing is not being cool, but asking them to teach you how to be â€œwith itâ€. If you mean it, it shows them the kind of respect that you want them to give you â€¦ and they do (although sometimes with â€˜kids these daysâ€™ you donâ€™t recognize it as the respect you are used to seeing).
I’d add detached, dispassionate discipline to his confident, sincerely-interested teacher, all of which, taken as a sum, seems kinda … well … cool? … no no NO … I will not go down this path again.
On The Whole Thing
Thanks, everyone, for not asking the obvious question: what kind of self-obsessed loser guestblogs for himself?