Wednesday, April 11, 2007

  • Teaching too long?

    I have no idea who they are sometimes.  No wait, that's not true.  I have an idea, one single solitary straw to grasp at as I try to match their face to a name to a class to a year.  This was really easy about two years ago.  My first full class of babies hadn't even graduated yet, so I still saw most of them now and then.  Plus I had only had 12 different classes of my own at that point.  But now?  Now I'm in the 20's for classes, with, let's say 23 kids on average per class.  It's superhuman.

    I recognize their faces.  I usually can latch onto their names.  But these days, I can't remember when I taught them and how long they've been out of school.  It's not that I don't love them.  It's just that I have a terminal case of CRS.

    So how do I make conversation with these lost and found babies?  Well, it starts like this:  "So are you in school?"

    At which point I can either congratulate them or lecture them on their potential, giving me plenty of time to recall meaningful details to slip in to prove both my affection and my mental competency.

    Anyway, I've been getting some mild cravings of late, and so I ordered a barbecue pizza online.

    Now it's break time, and I've never been one to dress up for the pizza guy, but I might have to re-think that after FC was there when I answered the door.

    I knew her instantly, remembered even where she sat in her first period class two? three years ago?  That I didn't know.  I remembered her memoir, and her boyfriend then--even the messy break-up thereafter.  Still, I asked her the question.

    "I graduated from college already!" said my pizza delivery girl.

    Now that was unexpected.

    Apparently she's also still with JC, who was giving me fits not two years ago.  I did not know she was with him then!  She did, however, I think, follow through on her career project.  I think she said she was going for nursing then...before she discovered she had to build up a tolerance for blood while working pizza delivery.

    All in all, it kind of puts a damper on my strategy for connecting.  But I'm glad FC's doing well.

Comments (4)

  • spastickaz
    At least you can remember their names. I've been embarrassed one too many times by not being able to recall students' names.
  • traveler
    After 19 years I am doing good to remember which school I had them at. Names? Heck I still don't know some of THIS YEAR'S student names. I have learned a few tricks to hide the fact that I don't remember their names. Faces I remember but names - no way. I have a bad case of "oldtimers".
  • dextr
    That is one of the consequences of teaching -- you never know when you will run into someone you still feel you should be a role model for. One of my colleagues says that when she gets the grandchildren of the students in the first year she taught, she'll know it's time to retire.
  • teachingtolearn
    I can't wait to experience that!!! It will be nice to hear students comments later about how helpful (or not helpful) their High School experience was.
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