On my first week at Bakırköy Osmaniye Secondary School, I was with7th and 5th graders for 4 class hours in total. The teacher had been away on sabbatical so she was also new to the two classes like me. When we introduced ourselves to the students found it strange that I was there. And, they couldn’t adapt to the idea that I was the helper of their teacher.
I took a seat from the back of the classroom and the teacher continued to introduce herself and of course her rules. It took a lesson for both 7th and 5th graders to learn the general classroom rules, to choose a student to check the homework, etc... The first important thing for me was to have a healthy relationship and communication with the children. They called me “brother” in Turkish, which I think actually would destroy the distance between me and them. Even if some of them insisted I was not a real teacher, I always asked them to call me their “teacher” because I thought if I removed the distance they would abuse it. I didn't want to be seen as a cold person, though. I used every opportunity to smile back at them. When I was helping them, I didn’t avoid kneeling down to their level, so the “distance” wouldn’t get longer. Once again I saw that everything would be okay when I maintained a reasonable distance.
During the second hours of both classes, I observed and realized that some of the students may miss the instructions or misunderstand what’s written on the board. I know and I saw she really didn’t have time to check every student even if she encouraged them to tell if they understand the instruction or are able to see the blackboard. I did go to check every student and tell them instructions or correct them when they wrote something wrong. I would try to do the same if I was a teacher because ensuring everybody is keeping up with the rest of the class is something satisfying. I don’t think I will be able to, though.
I took a seat from the back of the classroom and the teacher continued to introduce herself and of course her rules. It took a lesson for both 7th and 5th graders to learn the general classroom rules, to choose a student to check the homework, etc... The first important thing for me was to have a healthy relationship and communication with the children. They called me “brother” in Turkish, which I think actually would destroy the distance between me and them. Even if some of them insisted I was not a real teacher, I always asked them to call me their “teacher” because I thought if I removed the distance they would abuse it. I didn't want to be seen as a cold person, though. I used every opportunity to smile back at them. When I was helping them, I didn’t avoid kneeling down to their level, so the “distance” wouldn’t get longer. Once again I saw that everything would be okay when I maintained a reasonable distance.
During the second hours of both classes, I observed and realized that some of the students may miss the instructions or misunderstand what’s written on the board. I know and I saw she really didn’t have time to check every student even if she encouraged them to tell if they understand the instruction or are able to see the blackboard. I did go to check every student and tell them instructions or correct them when they wrote something wrong. I would try to do the same if I was a teacher because ensuring everybody is keeping up with the rest of the class is something satisfying. I don’t think I will be able to, though.
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