I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember being terrified. I remember it was like ripping off a veil of false image, an image that, as an educator, I was taught to have in years of my own schooling, and then years of college. Saying it out loud was like removing years of being the “expert” and knowing it all for the kids I had in front of me. It was like shouting to the world, “I’m an impostor.”
Would the kids be disappointed to have a teacher like me?
Would I even be qualified anymore to teach them?
Would saying it out loud mean that I had faked my way through years of curriculum?
In fact, I had. And in faking my way through as an “expert,” I had served nobody. No one. Not myself. And certainly not the kids I taught.
So, I said it. I admitted, openly, what I had hidden for years about the things I taught.
I don’t know.
Via John Evans