It's hard to believe that I've finally made it to my senior year of college. This semester, I have been observing as well as teaching in an actual math classroom for my methods course. It's been quite an eye-opening experience. It's been exciting and frustrating and exciting and overwhelming all at the same time.
At the beginning of the semester, I was terrified to get up in front of the classroom. I had talked with the teacher beforehand, and we had agreed that I would just observe the class during my first visit. Imagine my surprise when I found myself working problems on the board in front of the class. It turned out to be a good thing. It got me out of my comfort zone, but it was necessary. I mean, if I want to be a teacher, it had to happen sometime. It just happened sooner than I had planned...
My education professor came and observed my teaching last week. His first comment to me after watching me teach was "You've got confidence up there. I like that." So, I guess I've come a long way in the past six or so weeks since my first experience in front of the classroom.
Math always came easily for me as a student in school. So, a degree in mathematics was an easy choice. Honestly, though, I didn't realize what a degree in math entailed. Had I known what was meant by topology or analysis, I would have likely ran away, terrified, from this field. However, I didn't run away. I have persevered, and I am a better person for it. The field of mathematics is a vast, beautiful, and often frustrating subject. As I told someone the other day, "math makes the world a better place." This is something I truly believe, and I hope to be able to share my love of math, my passion for math, with future generations.
Will they leave my classroom loving math with all their hearts? Most probably not. Will they leave with a better appreciation of mathematics? I certainly hope so.