Importance Of Classroom Management Experience

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I think one of the most important things to know about me is that I never know what to say when people ask me to tell them about myself. I see myself as an entirely average young person: I did well in high school, I did well in college, I’ve worked a few customer service jobs, and that’s about it. My “fun fact” in any ice breaker activity is that I have eight siblings, but even that is stretching the truth a little bit: that number breaks into two brothers, and five step-siblings. Does that make me a fraud? Perhaps a little bit. Maybe my new fun fact should be in regards to my excellence in self-deprecating humor.
I so often feel lucky that I have gotten to spend so much time working with adolescents over the course of the last two years.
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I often worry that my youth group background puts me in a place where I might feel almost too comfortable talking to adolescents, and therefore fail to create the culture of respect necessary to having an effective classroom management strategy. Given my tendency to spiral my worries beyond their means, though, I feel I am already discovering flaws in my response to that fear: I have noticed in this first week of observation that I am struggling to interact with students at all, because I am afraid I won’t be able to establish that relationship in the way I am meant to. Thus, at the moment I feel I am stuck waffling between being too comfortable and entirely uncomfortable. I’m hoping that this barrier to my abilities will subside over time, but only time will …show more content…
When I was fifteen, my mother underwent a drastic weight-loss surgery to improve her health and quality of life. She wound up shrinking to less than half her former size, but seemed to always criticize her appearance despite how small she was. My mom was my biggest role model, and I think on a subconscious level, watching how much she hated herself in her darker moments brought me to the conclusion that I was not worthy of the love I could give to myself, either. These sentiments festered and eventually culminated in a long-standing eating disorder, which reached its worst during my junior year of high school but has had residual effects over the course of the last

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