History sometimes repeats itself, history sometimes repeats itself, history sometimes repeats itself...

"History is the witness that testifies to the passing of time; it illumines reality, vitalizes memory, provides guidance in daily life, and brings us tidings of antiquity." - Marcus Tullius Cicero (Ancient Roman lawyer, writer, scholar, orator and statesman, 106BC-43BC)

I leave in two weeks time and so enter the nerves. I have no doubt that I will be a good teacher, some say I have the personality for it. Where the dilemma lies is that I fear I don't know enough history to teach a classroom full of highschool kids. Really, when I think about it, I don't know that much. If my class needs to know about Nazi propaganda then I am their girl, but what about the other 2000+ years?

Another fear is that during my practicum, I will be teaching British history...to Brits!! Just from taking it in elementary school gives these students a leg up. I'm not worried about teaching English lit because I can think on my feet - hence the many papers written the night before (in the same night that I read the plays/novels). I think I'm overthinking things here. Everyone keeps telling me that I'm going to know more than the kids, and if I don't have the answer than I can just tell them I'll find out - but that's easier said than done.

Perhaps this is just last minute jitters. After I throw up on the first day I'll be fine....

My next entry will be about the recliner that has found its home in my room. I love this chair and spend many hours playing Super Nintendo on it. There will be pictures so brace yourselves!