Hometown Observation

I finally did my hometown observation this morning! I tried over Fall Break, but none of the principals ever called me back (how rude!). It is definitely not as easy to observe in your hometown (at least mine anyways) than Richmond because in Richmond you can pretty much just walk into a school and observe. Over Fall Break I called 3 of the nearby elementary schools telling them that that I would like to do one hour of observation in a Special Education classroom and they were all so confused. They didn't know what to do. They all asked me to leave a message with their principals, which I did, but none of them called me back! I was not very happy. Anyways, I decided to take Mrs. Whites advice on taking advantage of our observation hour to maybe observe in a grade that we never really saw ourselves teaching in so we can see if we definitely want to rule it out or not. So... I decided to observe in my high school which is a far jump from the usual 2nd-4th grades that I normally observe in! I was a nervous wreck this morning getting ready ha ha! In an elementary observation I always dress nice, but I never put too much thought into what I wear because it's an elementary school! High school kids are brutal though so I wanted to look nice. I was also super nervous simply because it was high school... MY high school! Long story short, the observation was great. I got to see a few of my old teachers and they were excited that I am going into Special Education. The class I observed was an MH class (mental handicaps). This was also something I had never before observed and I really, really enjoyed it! I realized once again how important is it for me to learn sign language because a bunch of the kids in the class used sign language as their primary means of communication.

Oh and by far the best part of the observation was this:
I stood in the doorway for "hallway duty" while the bell changed and my sister, who is a freshman, walked past with all of her friends. She knew I was coming so I thought she would be excited. Of course, being me, I smiled really big, waved, and said "Heeeeey Cassie!" Apparently it is not cool for an older sister to come to your high school and say hi to you in front of all of your friends because Cassie was embarrassed (which she never gets). I'm not her mom! I am her COOL big sister. Ha ha, at least I like to think so. Anyways, the look on her face was priceless. I had a great time!