Post #21: Learning is Hard, But I Think Teaching is Even Harder

The most exciting thing that has happened to me lately is my Education 118 Teaching and Learning: Historical Investigation final paper.  I got the assignment last Wednesday for it to be due this morning, and of course, I didn't even start on it until yesterday.  And it was a 1,800 word paper.  AAAHHHHH!!!!!!

It's not usually like me to procrastinate like that, but we write so many papers for that class that I was just tired of it.  So, as a result, I started writing yesterday afternoon, had to make the appendix (which annoyingly took a few hours), was still writing last night, and didn't finish until about 3am.  And then I went down to the Community Learning Center of Alice Lloyd to print the entire assignment, AND THE PRINTER WAS BROKEN.  Yeah.  The printer was broken.  So I had to angrily go back upstairs and get up earlier than I would have liked so I could go to Mojo and hope someone would be nice enough to let me into their Community Learning Center so I could use their printer.

So when I went upstairs, I was super tired, the lack of a working printer put me in a bad mood, so I decided to play Candy Crush Saga on my phone.  It is the stupidest game, like a little-kid Candyland version of Bejeweled, but I am addicted to it.  Plus, it was a bad idea to play because it was already 3am, I was really tired, and I would have to get up and go out of my way to Mojo (okay, so not really out of my way as it's right there, but still).  But I still did, even though I am dead today, which was a terrible idea, but whatever.  This is college.  College is full of terrible ideas.

But guess what?!?!?!  I printed my paper this morning!  And I turned it in!  All 1,798 words!  I am actually pretty proud of myself--not just that I was able to write a 1,798-word paper in one day, but I was pretty pleased with my writing, too.  It was on a few of the learning claims (thesis statements) I had made, a few of the teaching claims I had made, and the history lesson I had taught to my brother.  In mid-October, we were all taught a simple but in-depth lesson about Pearl Harbor and Japanese internment camps by our professor, observed the professor teach this same lesson to a local high school student, and then had to go out and find an individual we could teach it to ourselves.  I taught my brother, with was an interesting experience, but I really enjoyed it, and he did a really good job.  I got some really interesting information, mostly his thoughts, feelings, and opinions on the material, out of him, and I was able to use most of it in my paper.  I think I did a good job, hopefully A-worthy.