This summer has been a busy summer for me. Everyday has been devoted to reading my material for the coming year. I will be teaching seventh and eighth graders along with a section of Practical English for eleventh and twelfth grade.
In college, I was always so excited to create my own material and pick the books my students would read. The fact is that I inherit work from the previous instructor. What I didn't count on is that even though I didn't personally pick these books out, I've been forced to look at books in a new light.
I never would have read Call of the Wild by Jack London. It wasn't my "type' of book at all. I taught the book in a previous district and found that I loved it. I found that it forced me to grow not only as a teacher but as a person, too. It forced me to look at nature in a new light.
This summer, I have read The Pigman, A Day No Pigs Would Die, and Treasure Island. I am delighted.I get to think beyond my own tastes.
Even though I consider myself to be a well-read individual, I'm surprising myself with new reads all the time. I'm delighted with "An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge" by Ambrose Bierce.
And to think, I haven't even come to the fun part! I haven't even started writing lesson plans to go along with these treasures.