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7 March 2015
What makes an expert? By definition an expert is someone who
possesses extensive, authoritative knowledge in a particular field. It
sounds very nice to call myself an expert teacher, but what does that
look like in my classroom? While considering this, I looked into what
makes an expert an expert. How would I know if I am an expert? I
came to find that what makes me an expert is the amount of time
spent in the field. All teachers must go through teacher training,
classes, etc. to become certified, but becoming an expert teacher only
happens with time. No amount of preparation or research can take the
place of time spent in a classroom with a large group of kids. Being an
expert doesnt mean that I have reached the pinnacle of my teaching
ability and know everything there is to know. Rather, my expertise has
come from teaching students of all backgrounds and ability levels over
the past six years, and my drive to adapt, grow and improve.
Prior to pursuing my career as a teacher, I spent my summers
working as a camp counselor and permanency facilitator at Family
Pathways, an affiliate agency of Children and Youth Services in Butler,
PA. The days at camp were not made up of capture the flag and color
wars, but instead provided structure for students who would otherwise
fall out of their daily routine and undo all of the progress made
than just one grade level, and I was able to pick up methods from
every teacher. I even coached the middle school soccer and tennis
teams, played my trumpet in the school band, and helped choreograph
the school musical. It was the perfect position for a recent graduate
with boundless fervor. My hard work and sacrifice paid off because I
was then offered a position for the following year in a third grade class
with a teacher going on maternity leave.
My transition into the intermediate team felt effortless. I already
knew all of the teachers well from my year as an intern, and from
pushing into their classes to support students with special needs. As a
third grade teacher, I had the opportunity to co-teach for three months
(maternity leave at Falk is 6 months) and teach on my own for the rest
of the year. The most significant part of that year was having a student
with Downs Syndrome in my class. There was an entire team of people
who I collaborated with daily in order to provide him with a supportive,
inclusive educational experience. I was nervous, but excited about
learning new techniques for differentiation. In the years before that he
had been pulled out of the classroom daily for math instruction, which
he hated and resisted. In order to improve his experience and
participation, a special education instructor and I developed a
curriculum for him so that he could remain in the classroom for math.
Everyone was thrilled because his percentage of time spent in the
class went way up, as did his cooperation. Thinking back on that year
makes my heart feel full and light like a helium-filled red balloon. It was
so intense and so gratifying. I had been scared of having an inclusive
classroom; so learning to make adaptations in order to truly improve a
boys life was huge. His parents still remark that the year he spent in
my class was the best year hed ever had before or since.
Following my stint as a long-term substitute, I was offered to stay
on as the intermediate resource teacher. Not having my own classroom
gave me extra time to collaborate with all intermediate and humanities
teachers to create cross-curricular units of study. My enthusiasm for
science instruction was recognized and I was asked to be on the
science curriculum committee. With the other committee members I
prepared the schools science curriculum document for accreditation.
Additionally, I formed a relationship with the University of Pittsburghs
Department of Instruction and Learning to develop and integrate grade
level appropriate science progressions. Like any coming of age story,
eventually I had to decide to stay at the only home Id ever known or
take my chances in the real world.
Leaving Falk was a difficult choice that I regretted making at first.
There had been a shift in roles in the intermediate grades, leaving me
with the option to return to the After School position or leave. I chose
the latter, feeling like I would be taking a step back, rather than
continuing with my trajectory. I had prospects at other schools but
none of them panned out, leaving me to substitute teach and waitress.