I’ve officially begun working in the longterm with students.
I like it. It’s fun. And scary. And requires a lot of individualized planning and weighs you down because you know that you want each lesson to be a hit for each student since you work alone with them.
And I don’t know how much to share with you, dear reader.
The work is so personal with each student. On one of my questionnaires for students to fill out, they get to write down what they want to learn. One student wrote that he wanted to learn about why he is here–what his purpose is in life. Another student began writing about God and feeling that he doesn’t feel his presence but wants to believe. Of course there are others who are quite interested in hairstyles and makeup, but things are so personal (like what I shared in my previous post about “Daniel”) that I don’t know what to share and what not to.
If you were being instructed one-on-one, would you want to be the subject of someone’s blog post? My inclination, when I try to answer that question honestly, is no.
And at this point in my job, I’m not sure how much I can share otherwise. Most of my mental energy goes toward finding the right book, the right album, the right thought, to share with each unique student.
I am, however, having thoughts about the larger implications these students have about humanity–like, for instance, that these kids are so good when I teach them (yet, supposedly, so bad according to the way our system has judged them). And they are so good, and I’m convinced that we’re all somehow good the more I work with them. Maybe that will change.
Or maybe it will just be the next subject of my next blog post. To share or not to share? I’ll have to decide.
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