Oh Captain, my Captain.
Today I was the responsibility of a small year seven boy, and despite his best attempts to lose me in the playground/ poison me in science/ stick things to me in art/ ask me for help with long multiplication in maths (the fool) I managed to stalk him through all of his classes until the end of the day. Poor child, god only knows what long term damage the experience of having 'Miss' as your best pal has done him.
Anyway, my year seven pupil, his class and I were treated today to the best lesson I think I have ever seen.
There are English teachers who have twinkly eyes which look into your soul, who refuse interactive white boards in their classrooms because they prefer chalk and when they start to talk you feel a thrill up and down your spine. They make you want to write poetry and read great words of literature, and when they talk to a classroom of boys then all of the children lean forwards hanging onto every word they say.
It's true, they still exist, not just in Robin Williams' Hollywood, but in real life and I should know because today I got to see one in action.
In the words of my small guardian 'I like English best because the teachers really good.'
Indeed he is.
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(5.10.04 21:59) Hehehe. Knew you'd enjoy school! |
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(5.10.04 22:05) I know what you mean. RIP my English teacher. How is a whiteboard interactive? I never understood the point of whiteboards. Support the chalk! |
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(5.10.04 22:18) Menace - they are like a computer screen that you can write on and type on where a black board used to be. They sing, dance, turn cartwheels and draw maps. they do not however make me what to quote Walt Whitman and stand on my desk.... |
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(5.10.04 23:15) Sorry to piss on everyones chips, but I hated all my English teachers and the lesson as a whole... Explains the bad grammar and spelling in my Blog I suppose... Good too see its going well, Daisy.. x |
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(5.10.04 23:18) sillylad, our english teachers were nicknamed, by staff and pupils 'the covern' and were completley loathsome... |
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(6.10.04 09:01) ok. chalk is BAD, accept that now. it makes a bad sound, it rubs off in minutes flat (if you're left handed like me) and you spend the entire day LOOKING like a teacher, covered in chalk. as for whiteboards, they ARE scary, they link to laptops and you type in laptop and the words appear on the screen. OR you can write on them in magic pen and it appears too. we had training last week and while I am not quite brave enough yet, I'm nearly there.... and Daisy, it was nice seeing you at my lesson yesterday, you're welcome any time....(tee hee) |
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(6.10.04 09:23) I remember my English teacher, she was quite heroic, given that she managed to hold my attention during Shakespeare. She only got me 2 A's, so I think she should have an OBE by now.... |
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(6.10.04 11:08) White boards sound scary! Hope all is going well Miss Daisy x |
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(6.10.04 13:13) I had some FAB English teacher's at school - in fact I had a major crush on one of them when I was doing my 'A' levels! * blushes * |
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(6.10.04 14:09) Blackboards - ooh, that reminds me of flying blackboard dusters thudding into student's backs whilst they turned round to talk to those behind. Scary. And messy, in a chalk dust kind on black blazer kind of way. |
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(6.10.04 20:30) The teacher's obviously not that good. |