For the Love of Work
by , 09-30-2007 at 10:12 PM (1717 Views)
I had started to worry a little about myself and my love for teaching at the beginning of the semester, because I began to notice how annoyed I was becoming with my job at the Writing Center. Perhaps it was the fact that our center kept getting handed off to new directors and nobody wanted to take charge. Perhaps it was the fact that a woman who was not in charge of our center kept trying to tell us what to do, not knowing that some of the things she was demanding were obvious wastes of energy to us. Perhaps it was that my paycheck was taking forEVER to come in. Or, perhaps, and this is the only one I feared...perhaps I was growing tired of helping students write essays.
*gasp!*
I didn't want that to be the case; I love writing, and I love helping students! Combining these things should be heaven to me. A future English teacher should be LOVING this job.
But, I wasn't. I was dreading it. I was sighing when students came to me, and finding excuses not to be in the center. Even students who were genuinely seeking help and very receptive felt like burdens. Why?
I recently took on another job on the weekends teaching SAT preparation courses to high school students in a Learning Center. I LOVE this job. The kids are determined to do well; to go away to big colleges. They're intelligent, they have personalities, and I get to see them repeatedly. What's better, I get to set my own curriculum...set my own pace and use my own methods to teach these kids to the best of my ability. I get to work with them, and I am their go-to girl. I am their resource. I am their teacher. I LOVE going to this job; I show up early, I stay late, I work on lesson plans in my free time during the week...I'm so EXCITED to be there!
And I think I see the difference. When I work at the center, I'm basically subject to each professor's parameters. A student comes in and says that their professor wants them to answer these 6 questions in a 2-page essay, and I have to bite my tongue and not say that it is nearly impossible...I need to work with the students and do what I can. Students come in with unclear instructions or simply not wanting to follow them because they feel it cramps "their style," and I, often not even knowing the professor, must fight to defend the professor's intentions and wants. Now, this may seem miniscule...it should be simple enough that I can tell students "look, you want to get a degree, you need to pass this class, and if you want to pass this class, you need to conform to the professor's wants," but often the students wind up briging arguments or questions to ME that they really need to bring to their professors...and when I tell them to, they don't want to. They're scared of their grade. So, basically, they are using me to vent because I'm not grading them.
And the difference is, with the SAT class, I try my best (and I think I succeed) in creating a relationship in which students can ask ME or argue with ME if they have an issue with something I demand of them. I am the planner of the assignments, and I usually catch my own mistakes, and if not, I trust that my students aren't scared to point them out. What's more, I see these students repeatedly, not just once for them to get help with some foreign assignment; I see these kids every weekend and their questions are almost always ones that I can answer, because they are on topics that I am teaching. They're not coming on once, with a paper on some topic I've never heard of, to get help and leave. They're coming in again and again to slowly learn and grow and DEVELOP their knowledge...not get their problems all solved in one shot.
Thankfully, I feel happy knowing that teaching will be more like this second job, and that probably means I will enjoy teaching a lot more than the Writing Center job. Still, I want to try to regain the love that I had for the Writing Center when I first started...that passion I had for helping people, no matter what the problem was. Hopefully, that hasn't "burned out."



