The Life of A Travelling Teacher
Who knew that while student teaching in the small town of Sheridan, Wyoming (It is big for Wyoming standards) that I would be preparing myself for being a travelling teacher. When I first started student teaching, I found it difficult as I was a travelling teacher. Half of my time was spent in the first grade classroom, while the other half was spent with a reading recovery specialist. The travelling was hard for me, as I felt like I never had the opportunity to meet and get to know the children as well as a normal classroom teacher. Through my struggles, I thought about switching majors, and then found contentment when I was placed fulltime in a grade 5 classroom. I was finally able to see the joy of being a teacher. I was happy with my career decision.
A few years later I found myself teaching in Samoa, becoming the travelling teacher. I would go to sometimes seven different classrooms in a day. It kept me busy, but I enjoyed it. But this year, after we received grant help to build a new school building, I had the opportunity to become a real travelling teacher.
Our school is in nine different houses, which means I hoof it with my backpack and an armful of extra materials to teach all of my many students. I get to face the heat of the sun, rain, and dogs as I head around the village to all of the different “classrooms”.
It is enjoyable but dealing with the atmosphere makes it sometimes difficult. At least I am up for the challenge as a journey around the village.