This week, I was observed by my major and minor lecturers .
Everything went well, in a sense that all those school practical observation horror stories didn't happen to us - sudden power shortage, secretly hijacked LCD projectors, mysterious laptop blackouts, vanishing worksheets etcetera. It's like the universe wants to see you screw up, and those things mentioned above just couldn't happen during non-observation days. It just HAS to happen when your lecturer comes.
So lucky for us, the universe was kind to us. But it gets weirder.
Remember I mentioned about my mentoring lecturer who swore she'll have my blood?
The planets in our solar system has apparently aligned itself before 2012.
She was nice and kind.
Or, it could be a mindfuck revenge.
But nevertheless, nice and kind. And I'm stupendously baffled. And grateful, of course.
Another profound effect of this planetary alignment is that there was a switch in the lecturers' persona.
Like my mentoring lecturer, the lecturers who are guardians of hell's gate have left their post and sought redemption, and the angelic ones have hung their halos and picked up fiery hot iron forks.
Back to my observations.
Generally, I passed and let me quote my lecturer, I 'successfully carried out my activities'. And I 'had the personality of a teacher'. Take that bitches!
However, these are the seven things they told me that I shouldn't be doing in class:
1. Be a walking dictionary.
More teaching, less spoon feeding. I tried a new technique today and it worked, though. Just remove the word that they don't understand from the sentence, and they can automatically guess what it is. Ironic, I know. But it works.
2. Have a could-not-care-less attitude.
Like, so what if I don't count the number of students in my class?! Or if their class is not clean! Apparently I have to care a bit and be stern about these little things. But why...
3. Ignore the row of students on my right.
I swear I wasn't ignoring them! I think.
4. Have bad time management.
Duh! How am I suppose to teach literature in half an hour with all those three required stages?
5. Have word diarrhea on my whiteboard.
So Dr. Jaya's dyslexic all-over-the-place-writing disability accommodation mechanism rub off on me a bit. My whiteboard's a hot mess. And I can assure you, I'm not dyslexic.
6. Stingy with praises.
But I'm not the grinch you think I am! I just don't wanna come off as fake! I'll give it when praises are due! Really!
7. And lastly, calling students whom I don't remember their names 'You'.
I didn't mean to sound like Dr. Yang in Grey's Anatomy! I only use it when I'm moving my attention to a different student! e.g. "Okay, the next person to answer is...(tapping on her table) You! Answer the next question". But it's not as rude as you think! I swear!
The road to awesomeness is paved with wicked behaviors.