Boy I am starting to feel old

The last two weeks of my practicum have gone smoothly. My CT and I are just working on getting a schedule set up and looking at what lessons I will  teach a some point this semester. On that end everything has been going swimmingly.

When it comes to the students, they all are a good group of kids, but they are making me feel like an old 33 year old. During one class the students were looking at photography and what makes for a good and bad picture. They were looking through older yearbooks, everything form 1990 to 2000. One of the students was looking for a 1993-1994 edition, to find pictures of his parents. That gave me a moment of pause, I was a freshman in high school that year and this kid is looking for his parents.

That was just one of several over that last year that has made me think about my age. The other one happened a year ago when I was working at a middle school. The students were to look up words in a dictionary, define them and then write two sentences using that word. Well, one of the students asked me, "why do we have to use a dictionary, isn't that what the Internet is for." That threw me for a loop. So I explained to this student that back when I was their age, the dictionary was my Internet and it is always a good skill to have, just in case we lose power and don't have the benefit of a computer. Needless to say they didn't like that answer, but they were good students and got back to work.

Each of these experience has made me think, good gravy am I getting old?

There is a Light at the end of the tunnel

That is right folks, I have finally made it. I can start seeing that beautiful light at the end of this long tunnel. Yes, that puts me one step closer to stepping out into the real world.

I am both excited but also nervous. I'm soooo ready to be done, but having a few jitters mixed in there. I hope I am ready for this.

Check back with me in a couple of months and I'm sure that will change.