My Journey - CPUT

Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts

Sunday, 19 June 2016

Conversation Between Teachers about CAT


I don’t know if I should be worried or not. I had a conversation with another teacher on Facebook about CAT in our schools and his conversation really raised my blood pressure as well as my direction about my research field for Masters or even Honours. 

I will add our conversation but unfortunately most of the conversation will be in Afrikaans. I would like all of you to please comment. I will be leaving his name blank for the sake of confidentiality. 

My question is if teachers sit with this attitude what will the learners perception of CAT be when he or she have to choose subjects at the end of grade 9?

Monday, 18 April 2016

Week 2: Teaching Practice

I'm going to die! I'm not made for this. I cannot do this. How could I be so stupid! This was my mind set after my first lesson with the grade 10 Business class. Bubbling too much, bored learners and lots of nerves, that was my first lesson. I did not keep track of time and it bit me in the butt!

Monday, 11 April 2016

Week 1: As a Student Teacher

Driving to the town where I’m going to do my teaching practice, I became very emotional. Thinking of the journey ahead for the next 4 weeks. I, myself, was a scholar at this school 20 years ago and I also stayed in the boarding school. So I will be reliving my happy childhood.

Thursday, 17 March 2016

My Grade R Experience

Monday morning (14 March 2016), I had the pleasure of being a Grade R teacher’s assistant, even though it was only for an hour and a half. What an eye-opener. She had to step out for a moment, which became quite a few minutes. What to do with 29 jumping Jacks. First of all, some exercises. (I am a Martial Artist, so why not warming up!) Was so cute, them jumping around with so much energy on a Monday morning! After that we started to exchange weekend stories. Interesting how eager they were to share with me their stories. (O! and they addressed me as “Teacher”)