I always see myself as a Math teacher. I never had an inkling to be holding an advisory class in high school, much more being an adviser of a Grade 8 section. When I was told I would be assigned to one, I was reluctant to accept the responsibility. But being a newly-hired you have no other option but to comply. I had three reasons why I care less being an adviser. One, I needed to make a leave for a one-week religious conference on September. Two, I am scared of being attached. Three, I have a feeling I would fail classroom management.
Despite though, I accepted the challenge. I thought I could make through it. One month had past and here I am blogging about how to sort things out. I am fairly new at this teaching field. And quite honestly, my advisorship is taking its toll on me. I am beginning to dislike the job.
At three o’clock A.M., I decided to watch inspiring Youtube videos because I know deep down I am beginning to doubt. I clicked on Steve Job’s Standford speech and was pumped up to “Stay hungry, stay foolish.” I realized teaching is what I always wanted to do. I decided to fight for this dream because this is the single thing that I look forward to be doing best in this lifetime.
So, I searched on Google for help topics on handling high school students. Thankfully, I landed on this very useful page. We might have culture differences but human development shares the same patterns beyond borders. If there is one thing I needed, it is wisdom from another teacher. I gleaned a lot of points from his experiences. They are the ones I needed as a beginning teacher. I always thought that if I leave my solutions from getting ideas from my co-faculty, I would still be running the same circle.
As for my advisory issues, I accepted the job so regardless of liking it or not, I must still do my best. If there is anything that I would have done very differently that would be adding my students on FB. I shouldn’t have done it this early. But then again, I can improve on this next time. Resolution inside my advisory: let them be engaged. It’s taxing on my part but I guess this is one of the costs of wanting to become a teacher.