Learning Journal Entry #2

I thought this last week in class our discussion was very interesting. I found it interesting not only because of what was being said, but how my thinking was racing all over the place. Places like, past memories, what should I believe as a teacher, what do I want to change in my thinking, or do I even what to change my thinking? I felt a little foolish after I made a comment about being terrified when I was younger of my teachers and how that has carried over throughout my schooling of the fact that I very rarely will go talk to a teacher and discuss why I received a certain grade. After a few weird looks from fellow students and a gaping look from the instructor, I kind of felt like a turtle retracting back into my shell. I thought about my comment more as the conversation went and came to a realization that because I feel that way is almost a direct cause of why I want to be a teacher. I want to provide an environment in my classroom that will allow children to form bonds with peers as well as the teacher. I always want to have good communication with each one of my students and try to get to know them well enough to pick up on bad vibes they may have towards me and their learning. Because of the fact that I was scared of talking to my teachers like Doc Waters pointed out I missed out on learning opportunities and probably still do to this day just because I can not muster up the courage/guts/want of wanting to discuss my grade or see why it was graded in such a way. I call it anxiety, but now that I sit back and look at why I have been accustomed to being like this it is a habit that I am too afraid to break.