"Who would like to share their answer with the whole class? Ferdinand? Yes, of course, stand up and read for us! No? Are you sure? Okay, I'll read it..."
(internal monologue: holy shit, this is illegible and makes no sense wtf wtf wtf, everyone is staring and waiting...wtf wtf wtf...okay Prof. Brendan, time to lie like the wind!)
Today was my first experience up in front of my two sections of 5 grade English. It was great, but it did not come without a few surprises.
Surprisingly, everyone listened to me! However, the new teacher phase will wear off soon enough. The rest of the surprises were all in the moment...like the scene above. I just ignored what was on Ferdinand's paper and summarized his answers. I made the best of what was there, putting together the pieces.
This is what everyone does with my spanish, i'm sure. I have a little piece here and a little piece there.
When I walked out of my house today, I saw this:
The similarities to my brain right now are shocking.
But its also every young person in my class, what I know of them is so small...a flash of color here, a fragment there. Am I looking at the polished side of this one, or the unpolished side? Will i see a beautiful fragile pattern emerge tomorrow, or a simple, strong lines and clean edges?
Like this bucket of broken tiles could become a mosaic, I hope I help to shape something memorable. Today was a beginning.
I hope you stole those tiles for me. Did you?
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