In beginning this blog, I couldn’t help but go re-read my first blog entry. I figured reading my first post might remind me of how I felt before summer training really started. It only took reading the first paragraph of my post to realize how I’ve changed. I was uneasy, nervous, and scared of this whole new Mississippi thing. I was just recently graduated and my mind was still back in Davidson. I was in college mourning, still desperately holding on to my past chapter, a chapter I didn’t want to give up. Now, I’m more comfortable here in Mississippi. I’ve got to know my fellow classmates, the town of Oxford, and most importantly, I’ve become acquainted with the Delta, my new home for the next two years. I believe that summer training has been a crucial part of my outlook on my current situation.
Summer training gave me a routine here. I’m very much a creature of habit and having structure in my life really helps me adjust. Before I dive into my thoughts on summer training, I should say that when I think of summer training, I think of summer school up in Holly Springs. Teaching at HSHS will always be the dominating memory for first year summer training. I believe that summer school was hands down the most beneficial, most practical, and most rewarding aspect of this summer. Of course there were many other peripheral aspects that rounded out summer training and added to it’s benefit, but none could add up to my experience at HSHS. Summer school gave me a much more concrete idea of what life will be like in the fall. I realize that it will still be drastically different no matter what, but HSHS was the closest thing we could get and the best way to prepare us.
Part of the prompt for this entry asked us how we feel. Right now I feel fine, but don’t be fooled. For the past weeks I sported two feelings - stress and exhaustion. If one wasn’t dominating my life, the other was, and that was only when both of them weren’t already competing for the number one slot. For the most part, those two feelings have gone away, but that’s because today we ended role plays and last Friday was the last day of summer school. Never have I realized the work and effort a teacher puts forth. It really is amazing, and one cannot fully understand until he or she puts on the shoes and walks around. Regardless of whether I teacher for the next fifty years, I will always view teaching in a different way, and that’s only after one summer of diluted teaching.
Looking back on the entirety of summer training, I have to say it was helpful. I believe we are as prepared as we can be in this short period of time. Nothing can fully prepare us for what’s to come in the fall, but I believe the work that those in charge of MTC did was beneficial. It kind of freaks me out that the next time I’m in front of a classroom will be the first day of school. To avoid me freaking out, I’m going to finish with that.