Thursday, September 4, 2014

Bear, I Don't Think We're in Aurora Anymore...

I've survived two weeks in my new job!  I'm teaching high school geography and psychology at the Denver School of the Arts and let me tell you - it is nothing like my previous job teaching special education in Aurora.  Like, at all.  Although I do really miss West on most days, this seems like a pretty good spot too. 

The transition has been stressful and exhausting, but most of all it has been entertaining.  So, if you would like, here is a list of updates on my professional life:

 - We get a weather report during the morning announcements.  It's really helpful for planning out my weekly outfits. 

- Students arrive 5-10 minutes early to class and then ask permission to do anything and everything.  It's your passing period.  Just go to your locker.  That is the definition of a passing period. 

- I've been asked to take over the Mongolia Club.  I get a free trip to Mongolia this summer.  I am now passionate about Mongolia. 

- My computer will only print if it is physically touching the printer.  It's adorable.  And driving me insane.

- The main behavior distraction I have to deal with is too much classical music being performed in the hallways during class.  Excuse me, cellos, this isn't working.  Um, what?

- There is more racial and social economic diversity than I had expected - and I love it!  Diverse kids who love to learn? Yes, please!

-  I have 2.5 hours of plan everyday.  It is still not nearly enough time to get everything done. Also, I get bored.

- There are pretty much no female teachers who work here.  I don't know how it happened, but only young male teachers and old women teach here.  Mostly I feel lonely. Also, people think I'm super stylish. 

- My principal laughs deeply all the time.  He just finds his staff to be hilarious.  I never realized that my previous administrators never laughed. It completely changes the staff culture.  Plus, I'm naturally hilarious, so I fit right in. 

- As you are aware, paper is rationed.  One has to bring your own paper to the copier, make your copies, and carry back your unused paper.  I don't know. I just...I don't know.

- I have more male students who wear make-up than I would have anticipated. Usually better applied than mine. But it's really great to see the level of acceptance for all sexualities here. Also, costumes as clothing.

- Sometimes I have to grade 170 essays over the weekend.  Rookie mistake.

- We had an entire staff meeting yesterday about how to write top notch letters of recommendation.  I'd never sat through that professional development before. 

- There isn't much need for teacher-led lessons, which has been a difficult transition to make.  Classes are held as Socratic seminars and discussions.  I miss hearing myself speak.

- Students use my last name when referring to me.  And as someone who was just called "Miss" for 5 years, it is entertaining to hear the various pronunciations of my name. 

- Grades are now a really big deal.  I have had to clarify which nights I will be posting grades so that parents and students will stay calm.  On that note, I have had to grade this year (I miss you special ed!).

- People don't email.  I get about 3 emails per day.  I miss the days of all-school mass emails asking each other if anyone has seen your coffee mug.  Or my keys (let's be honest).

- Teachers come by constantly to check in on me.  Since there were a total of 3 new teachers hired this year, we stick out like a sore thumb.  Sometimes I hide so that no one can find me to talk about my feelings and needs. 

- I'm really, really exhausted but really, really happy.  I never knew teaching could be like this.  I never knew that I could be this teacher.  I'm so grateful that I leaped out of my comfort zone.