I am in my first year of teaching as well as my first year of graduate school. I graduate with my undergraduate degree from Mizzou in Art Education, and I decided that it was he place I wanted my advanced degree as well. It has been a busy year combining my first years together but I am happy that I am doing it now with all of the great people I am having a chance to meet through this program. Marshall High School is treating me well, and my family is healthy and happy.
Reflection:
I thought that this article was good, for the most part. Of course, I think the most important is being passionate about teaching young artists. Also, organization is one that I am good and bad at. I am a list maker and a calendar filler, however, with everything that I am juggling right now, my organization at school is suffering. But, The one I am most interested in is number 4. It's is not that I don't understand how school plays a role in a students life, but it is my students that do not understand. My Art 1 classes, that are made up of mainly freshmen, are so very frustrating. The other art teacher and I have tried so hard to make everything fun, and creative, but they just don't care. I feel like they think that we don't understand what they are going through. I want to work more on showing them that I care that their "lives suck" sometimes, and that I am not going to leave them behind, especially when they are getting left behind in so many other classes. I would give myself a 2 on these strategies. I think I excel in some areas and do well in others, but there are ones that I know I need to work on.
Lineage: For my lineage I found myself thinking about a game board. Trying to get to a goal/degree with ups and downs. With that in mind the only game I could think of is chutes and ladders. I noticed in mine that I had many ups and downs with the same teacher. I had the same art teacher K-6 and Again in high school. I noticed that I had many more positive experiences with her in high school, I think because high school was her preference. One moment stuck out in my mind as negative; I was in 6th grade and we were doing a halloween or winter landscape (not sure which), we were using oil pastels and I was shaving the sides of the pastel with my fingernail because I thought it looked like snow and it made it different from anyone else's. She told me to stop, and that I was "hurting" the supplies. I was so afraid after that to do something outside of the rules that my artwork looked like everyone else's he rest of the year. But I have also had amazing teacher as well, a lot in the college level.
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