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Yesterday was the first day of the Spring semester at Peirce College. I did my usual sit-with-the-class-and-pretend-I’m-a-student shtick on the first day. I walked out of the class on my phone and came back in, immediately launching into a lecture, enjoying all the surprised looks.
Despite how comfortable I may seem in front of my students, playing these small jokes on them, I’m always incredibly nervous on my first day of the semester. My heart races as I show my ID at the door and as I walk up the stairs to the classroom. It continues to pound up until I start to lecture, a number of thoughts bouncing around in my head.
Will my students like me? Will I make a good first impression? What if no one shows up? What if they think I’m boring? What if they all fall alseep?
Often times, it feels akin to the way I felt during college as a theater major. But I guess that’s no surprise. Teaching is really like a good, theatrical performance.
You memorize the script (lecture), know the stage directions (walk around the class), draw the audience in (be passionate), give them a decent intermission (break), and send them home with something (homework / knowledge). I love it.
Sadly, I’m not teaching at MC3 this semester due to other engagements (a book!), but I’m looking forward to a fun Spring semester at Peirce. My students were active and engaged on the very first day of class, and many told me how their peers recommended me. That’s always a good sign. Must be doing something right.
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