March 27, 1972, 9:50 - 10:30 A.M.
I tried to retrace my paths of the semester's daily observation and participation. I asked myself if I have done much, if I have done my duties as an observer. After evaluating all of my days in the high school department as an observer, these questions confront me: Am I ready to handle a class? How would I do it if I am given the opportunity to teach?
Now, I am aware of the great responsibilities of a teacher though how simple her way is. I know fully well the hardships and frustrations that a teacher would encounter in his teaching. But just looking at "that personality" in front of the class makes me feel the desire and eagerness to take her place someday. One of these days, to be like her.
But don't I realize that someday I will meet this guy or this girl inside the classroom who is full of gimmicks and old tricks? Don't I imagine the great sacrifices of the teacher to mend his flock?
Now, the classroom is not strange to me. It becomes a familiar place for learning, and I find the importance of it in education. I realize how important that young lady standing in front of the class is. Now she is ready to step out from this College and find her real place in this world. She is another light and a guide for the generation to come. She will be another Christ.
My observation and participation introduced me into the field of the teaching practices, its methods and techniques, its thrills, happiness and hardships.
