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This is a paper assigned for a different class. It is posted here due to its rele-vance to the overall theme of this blog. It is not related to any assignment of Dr. Dhonau's class.
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It is hard to imagine a student entering the field of education without some person—or persons—whom they wish to emulate. Be it a favorite teacher, a counselor, or even an administrator, there is more than likely someone in all future educators' pasts who affected them positively, whose values and methods they wish to employ, and oftentimes who directly influenced their decision to enter the field. Likewise, in each past also lies the opposite—someone whom students wish never to be like. For me, at least, such is the case: one teacher, Mr. X, left such an impression that I aspire to be practically just like him; on the other hand, another teacher, Mr. Y, serves his sentence in the back of my mind as my personal counter-example, the teacher whom I wish I never become. While there is still debate over whether teaching is scientific or more of an art, there are several concrete, objective reasons behind my differing opinions of Mr. X and Mr. Y.
As far as Spanish teachers go, I have had them all—teachers who favor traditional approaches to teaching the language, teachers who favor more immersive methods, and teachers who instruct uniquely. Mr. X, my eleventh- and twelfth-grade professor, taught in his own, distinct fashion—a combination of both traditional and newer instructional approaches. First, Mr. X successfully blended education with humor. In the middle of a PowerPoint-based lecture, as students' eyes slowly began to droop, a slide with an outrageous or otherwise humorous photo, quotation, or drawing would appear, regaining our attention, returning our focus to the class discussion, and reenforcing his lesson goals. Second, the learning environment was grade-A from day one. Students were encouraged to ask questions, seek clarification, and contribute to the conversation; even if in doing so they led the discussion in a different direction, Mr. X would always tie everything in—by the end of the lesson, there were no questions left unanswered. Third, if any student was still unsure of the day's content, Mr. X had wide, flexible office hours, could schedule appointments outside of those office hours if need be, and was able to provide helpful supplementary teaching to all who desired it. It was rather difficult for a student to finish his course with a low grade, as Mr. X made himself approachable with any and all questions, comments, and concerns.
It would be difficult to play tennis in a football stadium. Similarly, Mr. Y was in the same stadium, but playing an entirely different game. Being my school's only music director, Mr. Y taught me from fifth through tenth grade. The effectiveness of his instructional practices are doubtful, to say the least, and he left a lasting, negative impression on countless pupils throughout the years. First, his management of classroom time was poor. The school had not yet adopted block scheduling, and his numerous time-wasting activities cut the already short instructional time drastically. After the bell would ring, he would regularly sit in his office making phone calls, filing papers, or finishing research until ten minutes into the class. He often stopped the students, mid-song, to answer calls on his cell phone—effectively damming the flow of learning for the whole class. Second, classes were always arranged in the same manner: a lecture lasting anywhere from ten to thirty minutes, and then song rehearsal. It was nearly impossible for a student to ask a question, and, if Mr. Y did acknowledge a student's raised hand, the question was dealt with in a condescending tone that seemed to imply, “I know everything about this, and you know nothing.” Third, and perhaps most detrimentally, Mr. Y had an anger issue. At the slightest mistake—either on the student's part or his own—he would resort to yelling at, insulting, and otherwise demeaning students. This unprofessional aspect did no good for anybody involved: it lowered the students to a level of fear and insecurity, and it lowered the students' opinion of him to a level at which respect was simply out of the question.
As a pupil of each teacher, my feelings towards the two were much the same as they are now. I remember feeling very connected to Mr. X, both academically and personally. He was both a partner in learning to me and a close friend and mentor. His presence commanded a sort of tacit, amiable respect. I looked forward to his class, as it was a diversion from the regular, stuffy lesson-planning that comprised the other six hours of my day; it was also an outlet through which I could express my own ideas and listen to peers' thoughts in relation to the subject. We were allowed to be ourselves—our actual selves, not the cookie-cutter students we were trained to be—which brought a wide diversity of opinions and perspectives in the classroom. Where there is diversity, there is a whole new level of learning.
Conversely, I purposely avoided any connections with Mr. Y beyond those that were necessary to pass his courses. He was not a friend, and he was hardly a teacher. He sought respect through intimidation, but received none. I dreaded his class, I lied about the honor-system-based homework, and I never practiced or did anything to excel. He expected each student to think and act in the same way—his way—but in reality we were being stifled. To say that Mr. Y was effective teacher is a crime to the field.
I often find myself comparing new professors of mine to Mr. X. I look at his methods, which were more than effective, and try to determine if current instructors measure up. Mr. Y, however, is usually far from my mind, which speaks to the long-reaching influence a positive instructor can have when compared to that of a negative instructor. I know that in the future, I will be doing the same measuring of my own strategies of teaching. I hope to connect everything my students learn with something important to them, as Mr. X did so well—a joke, a local sports game, or something similar. I want my students to feel welcome to participate in their learning, to feel that no question is too big or too small. My availability to students outside of class will also be an important factor. I hope to use time in-class as the valuable resource that it is, and not something that can be wasted and replaced later. In other words, I want always to be X, and never to be Y.
Education is crucial in more aspects than one. A student will bear the fruits of a constructive education through all stages of life. The student will be better able to lead, inform, and advise coworkers in any profession, and will be more active in his/her own child's education. A student who has received a negative education, however, will be at a disadvantage. I feel that it is my duty as an educator not only to prepare the generation of tomorrow for what tomorrow might bring, but also to make connections with students that continue outside of the course, span their high school career, and extend into even later stages of life. Mr. X, for example, frequently invites me to dinner, where we discuss our lives, our expectations, and the lessons that we have learned. Mr. Y, on the other hand, I have not seen or spoken to in over four years. It is my wish that my students can remember me some day as both an effective teacher and a friend.
After all, I would like to invite them to dinner sometime.