Thirty-six pairs of eyes were focussed on me with such concentration and interest. Scanning me, and I found my anxiety levels reaching sky high.
For the first time, I found my self feeling conscious of my being.
They were all eagerly waiting for me to make my introduction, waiting for me to do something clumsy, so they could hurl some zesty fiery remarks behind my back.
Today, was my first day as a creative writing teacher, and I was more nervous than thrilled.
For the first time a CBSE affiliated school was going to have creative writing as a subject with periods allotted for it.
The introductions didn't go too bad, and my students seemed to like my quirkiness and I found my self steadily feeling at ease.
Soon, I found a bunch of kids who showed interest in literature and poetry, and I could foresee them being my favourites soon. I could clearly see my self telling them, that the best of poetry emerges in the midst of very boring lecture, and I smiled at the thought.
One thing I am pretty sure about as a teacher, is that I absolutely do want to shrivel up any child's dream. I want them to fly so high and touch the sky and beyond, so cliche but yeah.
I want to watch my words so carefully, so that I do not slash their castles before they are built tall and strong.
The painter, who doodles within my class, I let him go scot free, for I know that the last pages of one's notebook, hold a house of memories.
I am not seeking a full or perfect score, I want my students to have fun while they learn and to grow up as mentally healthy and joyful individuals. The power of an unkind word, can crush dreams and goals, and this as a teacher, I definitely, do not want.
My workload piles on, tons of papers to correct, endless lesson plans to make and topics to research, and in this process, I relearn and unlearn.
Teaching is a tremendous job, and can wreak havoc on your mental status as you try to tame a bunch of wild ones. But at the same time, teaching is very therapeutic and delightful. When you are engaged in productivity, you find less and less time for any negativity.
Your worries dwindle.
There is joy in knowing that you are paving and facilitating the way for an emerging star, the next John Grisham or Agatha Christie, maybe?!
For the first time, I found my self feeling conscious of my being.
They were all eagerly waiting for me to make my introduction, waiting for me to do something clumsy, so they could hurl some zesty fiery remarks behind my back.
Today, was my first day as a creative writing teacher, and I was more nervous than thrilled.
For the first time a CBSE affiliated school was going to have creative writing as a subject with periods allotted for it.
The introductions didn't go too bad, and my students seemed to like my quirkiness and I found my self steadily feeling at ease.
Soon, I found a bunch of kids who showed interest in literature and poetry, and I could foresee them being my favourites soon. I could clearly see my self telling them, that the best of poetry emerges in the midst of very boring lecture, and I smiled at the thought.
One thing I am pretty sure about as a teacher, is that I absolutely do want to shrivel up any child's dream. I want them to fly so high and touch the sky and beyond, so cliche but yeah.
I want to watch my words so carefully, so that I do not slash their castles before they are built tall and strong.
The painter, who doodles within my class, I let him go scot free, for I know that the last pages of one's notebook, hold a house of memories.
I am not seeking a full or perfect score, I want my students to have fun while they learn and to grow up as mentally healthy and joyful individuals. The power of an unkind word, can crush dreams and goals, and this as a teacher, I definitely, do not want.
My workload piles on, tons of papers to correct, endless lesson plans to make and topics to research, and in this process, I relearn and unlearn.
Teaching is a tremendous job, and can wreak havoc on your mental status as you try to tame a bunch of wild ones. But at the same time, teaching is very therapeutic and delightful. When you are engaged in productivity, you find less and less time for any negativity.
Your worries dwindle.
There is joy in knowing that you are paving and facilitating the way for an emerging star, the next John Grisham or Agatha Christie, maybe?!
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