It’s the final few days before schools is out and my students leave me for the summer. Thinking back on my first year, there are a lot of things I would do differently and a lot of things I’m pleased about. That’s what the first year is for, right? Finding out what works and what’s a flop? (well, I suppose I’ll always be doing that, but not as much as this first year) When I was doing one of my millions of observations at a middle school out east of town, the teacher told me she looked back on her first year and was appalled at what she had done. I can’t say I feel any differently from her.
This year, for me, has been a tangled mess of whatever I feel like doing whenever I feel like doing it. I followed the books for a general guide, sure, but also strayed from them and experimented with newer concepts and ideas. Some worked, some pooped out on me. I think, if nothing else, the kids are walking away this year with a more favorable opinion of music. Or at least I hope that’s what’s happening.
I feel like in my lack of experience or knowledge, I fell back on the model that my student teaching brought me. The teacher there had a horribly lax and unorganized program, doing whatever came to the top of her head at that moment. And, to my horror, I have found myself doing the exact same thing that I frowned upon last spring. No, I won’t be doing that again.
I must say that a huge inspiration to me this year has been the gym teacher. I am vastly impressed with her creativity, organization, and focus. I only hope my program flows as smoothly as hers next year. Of course, I don’t know how to tell her this without seeming overly corny and kiss butty.
This summer will be a time of reflection, planning, and strategery* that will hopefully make me a better teacher and a better musician for these kids.
This is truly the best job ever.
*thanks, George W.


