You want me to teach WHAT?!
Today I gave my resume to Dr. Scope, the principal of the school I’m doing my field work in. She has a deep German accent and Freud-esque spectacles, and is stout as a teapot. Her response to me: “I see you have a social studies and English background, would you teach physics?”
…Wha? How could I respond to that? I took Physics in high school, and amazingly passed it. (barely) But how could I even think about teaching it? Not that I turned it down, mind you. I left everything nice and open-ended…but I think it was obvious that I don’t know physics from a fruit roll-up. There was more math in physics than my 12th grade math class. And even if I were to teach physics...how in the world would I teach something that dry to kids with behavior problems? They'd never sit through a lecture on bloody ohms.
Well, the doctor now has my resume on file, and also a lovely cover letter that took me an hour to write. Now all I can hope is that a current teacher resigns, retires, or gets West Nile. Or you’ll see me on the side of the road with a cardboard sign: Will teach for Food!