“It’s never as good as you think it is and it’s never as bad as you think it is…”

22 08 2009

So says the constant mantra Dan Brown (not related to the “Angels and Demons” writer) faced in his first year at PS 88. I started the book “The Great Expectations School” last week after my girlfriend Kira and I decided to buy a book that we both will read fully and discuss. The book details Dan Brown’s first year as a fourth-grade teacher at PS 88 near 187th and Webster in the Bronx. Brown was a first-year Teaching Fellow coming in and, as I approach and past the half-way

mark on the book, I notice two things: 1) Brown is a gifted writer, making his story flow from his last months at NYU (Tisch) and his acceptance to each month of his experiences with the children, the administration, and the structure of the school in general.

2) The book offers a little more than just a continuous mantra on reflections related to teaching experiences. I’m seeing this as I’m going through one of the most frustrating months of my 21 years of life. The funny thing is… I haven’t even started to teach yet!

It all starts and ends with a small room. In the midst of having fantastic hang-outs with my best friends, heart-melting experiences with Kira, a soul-inspiring week with Vacation Bible School, and, of course, the end of Fellows summer training, I have spent an entire month trying to find a new roommate. My past roommate is doing an amazing teaching fellowship through the Fulbright in Hong Kong.

Aside from the money I will be losing if I don’t find a roommate, the most frustrating aspect of finding a roommate is that it’s no one’s fault. When something goes wrong, I do my best to find something or someone to blame the situation on. Usually, I blame things on myself since I can control only myself. However, there’s no one at fault here. I’ve exhausted all my friend options with each of them giving me legitimate reasons why they had to reject the offer. Craigslist has only yielded sketchy results, including this response smothered with signs of “DO NOT WANT“:

Roomster and other websites have come up empty. Even now, I’m still squeezing out every option I can think of. The stress of trying to find a roommate before my lease runs out at the end of August got to be so much that I suddenly transitioned my relationship with Kira out of the “honeymoon” stage by breaking down and crying on the phone with her about the situation. I cried and prayed after the situation afterwards, not having a semblance of a clue what to do. A few minutes later, however, I got invited by a friend who I could have potentially roomed with at her place to dinner in order to talk about her apartment and to help snap me out of my temporary despair.

Despite the friend’s apartment situation not working out, that dinner was exactly what I needed in order to continue to be flexible. Afterwards, I walked to the 86th Street stop on the 1 train and started to brainstorm a couple of plans in order to try and get to my goal in any which way I can think of. I decided to go back on Craigslist, rapid posted on other websites, word of mouth, and a plan to hold on to the place for one more month, while paying off the entire rent and subletting if need be, giving me an extra month to find a new roommate.

Reflecting back on my roommate-less situation, I feel I’m getting prepped on how to teach in the first place. If something doesn’t work out, instead of trying to continue to force the same methods, I should decided to try something different in order to achieve the same goal. For example, if I want a kid to understand bar graphs, I can show him or her the information on the board. If he or she isn’t getting it, I have to change my method and have him or her draw one alongside me, using bodily-kinesthetic methods rather than a plain visual. Constantly differentiating the information effectively will get me to my goal. It’s just that point of differentiating effectively…

To end this post about how different aspects of my life seemingly connect to a first-year teaching experience I haven’t had yet, let me link you to a video of a Vacation Bible School (VBS) in Kansas. If you wondered what was my involvement in VBS this year, this was it. Reprising my role two years ago, I helped lead all the kids in worship as well as opened every Crocodile Dock session this week. I was the “Sing and Play Swamp Stomp Leader”. During all the songs, I had a team of volunteer crew leaders (all teenagers) help show all the motions of the song while I stood with the kids, showing them what they needed to do. Needless to say, the teens at Crossroads Free Methodist Church are definitely special and clear role models to the kids we had come this week.

This song is “This Little Light of Mine”. However, at Crossroads, my hand-motions to the kids were a LOT more involved and more interactive for the kids. Maybe, I’m biased, but the kids were moving, singing and loving it without being so stiff.

If you’re the praying type, please lift one or many for the roommate situation and for the kids and their families who will be at church this Sunday. We’re doing a wonderful VBS presentation throughout the service, lead by our worship team, myself, and the crew leaders/members. Hopefully things go well on all fronts…





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