Hi friends, this is what I feel when we have our 1st microteaching class. Well, first of all, I feel like I am a little bit older, remembering that now we are in the 6th semester. I still remember the first time I have ny course, it feels like yesterday. Anyway, I still didn't believe that now is our turn to be a teacher, just like what our senior have done. Since this is our turn, so we have to prepare it well. I hope from this microteaching class I could learn how to be a good teacher like what we have mentioned in the class. Even though I don't want to be a teacher, but like it or not, I have to be a teacher. This is the consequence from my choice to study in this study program.
Anyway, I learned that to be a teacher is not as easy as I imagine. Back in my junior and senior high school, I thought that to be a teacher is easy. We just need to come to the class, explain the lessons, and then give some exercises. After that, the lesson is over and the students are allowed to take a break. But now, after heard the lectures from Mr. Prast, we need more than what was in my mind. We need gestures, we need to master the materials, and many other things.
Then, I also remember that being a teacher means being a friend, but in particular occasions. It means that we have to show our dignity while we are teaching, but in the same time we have to pretend our students as well as we pretend ourself. I remember all of our teachers in my senior high schools are our friends, but we know when we have to be friends and when we have to be teachers and students.
Since yesterday is our first meeting, so I haven't found work and did not work yet. But there is one question remain in my heart: could we be a good teacher one day? I guess we'll find it out later. Have a nice and God bless all of us, Zico.
Anyway, I learned that to be a teacher is not as easy as I imagine. Back in my junior and senior high school, I thought that to be a teacher is easy. We just need to come to the class, explain the lessons, and then give some exercises. After that, the lesson is over and the students are allowed to take a break. But now, after heard the lectures from Mr. Prast, we need more than what was in my mind. We need gestures, we need to master the materials, and many other things.
Then, I also remember that being a teacher means being a friend, but in particular occasions. It means that we have to show our dignity while we are teaching, but in the same time we have to pretend our students as well as we pretend ourself. I remember all of our teachers in my senior high schools are our friends, but we know when we have to be friends and when we have to be teachers and students.
Since yesterday is our first meeting, so I haven't found work and did not work yet. But there is one question remain in my heart: could we be a good teacher one day? I guess we'll find it out later. Have a nice and God bless all of us, Zico.
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