Those That Can...
When I was in high school I was convinced that I was smarter than most of my teachers. Many of you probably had the same conviction.
When I started college, I realized how arrogant I had been in high school, and figured I had just not appreciated their intelligence.
By the time I was finishing college and had met numerous education majors at parties, in bars and, rarely, in the library—you could spot them in the library because they only carried one book: “Those That Can…Teach”—I realized that I had, in fact, been smarter than most of my teachers in high school.
And you probably were too.
If you are smart, and I know you are, consider quitting your job and start teaching.
We need smart teachers.
My friend Chris has done this. He quit his tech job and has joined Teach For America.
If you dont want to quit your job, you could volunteer to come to the school and give a lecture or share some knowledge, but only do this if you are smart. The last thing they need is some idiot running his mouth. They already have a principal.
When I started college, I realized how arrogant I had been in high school, and figured I had just not appreciated their intelligence.
By the time I was finishing college and had met numerous education majors at parties, in bars and, rarely, in the library—you could spot them in the library because they only carried one book: “Those That Can…Teach”—I realized that I had, in fact, been smarter than most of my teachers in high school.
And you probably were too.
If you are smart, and I know you are, consider quitting your job and start teaching.
We need smart teachers.
My friend Chris has done this. He quit his tech job and has joined Teach For America.
If you dont want to quit your job, you could volunteer to come to the school and give a lecture or share some knowledge, but only do this if you are smart. The last thing they need is some idiot running his mouth. They already have a principal.
Posted @ 6:24 AM
1 Comments:
4/12/2005
dan writes:
My eight grade science teacher told us that you could catch Mono from touching money, and that's how they came up with the name for the disease. Mono/Money.
My tenth grade health teacher told us you could catch AIDS from a toilet seat and that you should always hover, no matter how well you know the person who owns the bathroom.
I think I am smarter than most of my highschool teachers.
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