Summer school, an education for me…

Today was the last day of summer school.  It was an eye opening experience for me.  I left my middle school in early June thinking that I would be with the same kids I worked with during the year.  I should know that being an interpreter means never staying comfortable.  I was placed at an Exceptional Student Center.  I freaked out a little when I first heard this.  A little nervous that I wouldn’t be compassionate enough to be able to handle these students.  How prejudice of me..right?  I wasn’t happy with these feelings but there they were, and I had to confront them.  The first few days I was a shocked and surprised a few times but ultimately these kids were like any other kids.  How embarrassing for me that I didn’t know that already.

Week one, I was still getting my feet wet.  I only had one deaf student to interpret for but there were ten other personalities in the room that all clamored for my attention.  It only took about a week for each student to warm up to me.  By the beginning of week two, my work table was always busy with people wanting to have me help them with their work.  It was neat to view the world through their eyes.  It was okay if the tree had a red trunk and blue leaves.  Legos became a great team building project where our imaginations connected us.

I am thankful that I got placed at that school.  It opened my eyes, taught me a thing or two and Summer School 2011 will hold a special place in my heart.

 

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