By guest blogger, Carolyn Cook.
I feel like such an idiot.
Brave soul that I am, I’ve ventured into new career territory this fall, and I’m already wishing I’d bought a career GPS. Or at least a map.
Starting tomorrow, I’ll be teaching a university class two days a week, and two high school classes one day a week. I haven’t actually taught a class yet, but that hasn’t stopped me from developing a severe case of impostor syndrome.
Sure, I know the material.
But that doesn’t mean I can teach it! It certainly doesn’t mean I can write a SYLLABUS for it, for heaven’s sake. Come to think of it, writing a syllabus scares me a lot more than teaching the class does, because it requires actual planning. This is a problem, because (a.) I don’t like planning, and (b.) I’m going to be teaching Voice and Speech for the Actor, and I’d really like to meet my students and evaluate their needs before I decide what we’re going to be doing on a Tuesday afternoon eight weeks from now.
My syllabus has to contain information about course objectives, homework assignments (Use Your Voice! Speak!), and plagiarism, which is also a problem because I’m planning to lift much of the content from the department chair’s most recent syllabus. (If I give him credit, am I cheating?)
I am going to love my students; I always love acting students.
I love their breakthrough moments, their discoveries, their growth. But I usually teach outside of academe. Those students know I’m a professional actor, and they want to learn what I know.
These new students are going to need even more. They are going to need academic credit. And to get that credit, they are going to need HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENTS, and they are going to need GRADES. But before anything else, they are going to need a SYLLABUS.
Oh heavens. What have I gotten myself into?
This is what hanging out with a bunch of risk-takers will get you, folks. Watch out!
This post first appeared on True Voices’ RiskADay blog project, which has now concluded.
Carolyn Cook is a sometimes peaceful, sometimes frazzled individual who works to a raise a daughter, build a marriage, and explore the human condition through theatre, art, music, history, literature, and relationship. She is now posting her thoughts on her own blog here at https://lifelongmetamorphoses.wordpress.com/author/cook1123/.
PS While most of the pictures on this site were taken Laura Overstreet Biering (me), this one was not, and I know not who the photographer is. Since it was taken quite a while ago, and it is of my father, Robert Overstreet, doing what he loved best in all the world, teaching, I took the liberty of posting it. If you know who the photographer is, please let me know. I would be happy to give credit where credit is due!