Thursday, March 15, 2012

Itis of a Senior

I have been at Brigham Young University for 9 1/2 semesters. That's a long time and I am not graduating in April.
Perhaps I should tell you that I was a Dance Education major for two semesters. It was fantastic. And I tried out mostly to prove to myself that I was a good enough dancer and that I could do hard things. It worked and now I believe that dancing is a talent of mine. In the middle of my junior year however, I decided that this major was not for me. Mostly I just wanted to educate people and dancing was not the medium I am supposed to teach through. I found a major that fit me perfectly.
Family and Consumer Science Education. In a year's time I will be able to teach the following classes:
Foods 1, 2, Pro-Start
CTE courses
Sewing of all levels
Fashion Design (and I pray I never have to)
Teen Living
Adult Roles
Child Development
Interior Design
Financial Literacy
Early childhood education
I can run the preschools in the high school
Food and Science
Human Development
Life Management
Hospitality Services--I have yet to know what the class teaches...

That's a lot of classes. Not to mention other jobs I can get with my degree outside of the education system. Thank goodness I found such a fabulous fit for me...
But I'm tired.
I'm tired of writing papers, of reading chapters and responding to questions that my teacher never discusses. I'm tired of memorizing facts without application.

I'm tired of taking classes that are supposed to teach me how to teach...and they don't.
Don't get me wrong, the education program at BYU is great I'm sure, but the course content seems so vague and out there that I'm getting frustrated.
I am just tired.
I have all of four more classes to take in the Fall and then I'll student teach. If I get any more tired I don't know what will happen.
This blog post was written to merely pass the time. In the future I will think of better things to say. I will tell you of the picnic Tanner and I had Sunday. That's at least somewhat entertaining right?

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