Once upon a time I was (or thought I was) anonymous. Now, that’s all been blown out of the water because people keep finding me on Facebook. I think it may have been the posts about the Black Book Expo! No matter how, I’ve been discovered, so I will tell you who I am. My name is C. Leila Banks. I teach at a high performing charter school in Los Angeles, CA. I was a Special Education Assistant for 5.5 year & this is my 9th year of teaching. So, altogether, I have 14.5 years of experience in Education.
Right now, I’m very disillusioned and am thinking about quitting teaching. If I could go back and give my younger self advice, it would be to not even begin a career in teaching. I’ve had some good years in teaching, but most of my teaching experience has been hell.
I feel like becoming a teacher was one of the worst decisions I’ve ever made. I really don’t mean to come off as bitter, but that’s how I feel. This has been my experience. Lately I’ve been thinking about going back to school to get my Ed.D so I can do research. I’d love to work at a Lab school where I could put my theories into practice. I’m still deciding. Of course, I’ll let you know and I’ll blog all about it.
Hey everybody!!!It’s been quite a ride these past two
three four five six seven eight years. I’ve been through so much and you, my dear readers, have been there through the whole journey. I cannot believe how much I’ve grown and matured as a teacher and a person. It’s been a bumpy ride. I wouldn’t give it up for the world though. I learned so much. Here’s to many more successful years.
It’s just me-the
aspiring wannabe-gonnabe best special education teacher in the world. I started this blog in May 2007 to chronicle my first year of teaching. As I update this, it is now October 2008 July ’09 May December ’10 sometime in the near future September ’12 March 2013 July 2014. I have my first second third fourth fifthsixth seventh second third fourth fifth sixth seventh year is water under the bridge, I will be chronicling my first second third fourth fifth sixth seventh year of teaching while completing my Education Specialist Teaching credential/Special Education Master’s program.
Update: I finished my teaching credential/M.A. program.
Now, let me tell you a little bit about myself. I am a married mother of four children ages 5 6 7
8 9 10 11 12 13 14 to 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27. I graduated in 2007 from Azusa Pacific University with a degree in Human Development (it’s like child development + education). In November ’07, I will start my started my first year of teaching, and I will start a combined teaching credential/Masters program. I should have finished, but I have one 3 1 more class left. It’s actually a class three classes I took before, but did not complete. Long story short, it they turned into “W’s”. Now, instead of finishing in May ’09, it will be in December ’10 I don’t know when December ’12. But, as long as I graduate, that’s all that matters.
Update: YAY! I finished. I
will walk walked in the May 2013 ceremony.
What was the problem? The problem was that I tried to be Superwoman. I did not manage my time right. I did not take “ME” time like I do now. There was no balance in my life. Everything was all about work. School half-heartedly fit into the picture. Hence the four incompletes I need to clear in the next 3 weeks three incompletes that turned into “W’s” that I now need to re-take in Fall in order not to be in danger of academic disqualification. I did not take heed to my body’s warning. I very nearly had a nervous breakdown. If you are reading this and you are beginning a program while working full-time, listen to your body and take some “ME” time or your body will not like you very much. Especially when it gets sick time and time again.
(2007-2009) I teach taught at a low-income, high crime, Title I school in Los Angeles. It‘s was a tough situation, but not impossible. I had great success
last these past couple years with my students, in regard to their test scores rising and holding the bar high. I didn’t know kinda’ figured out what I was doing last year, but I had and had high expectations. It made a big difference. Once the students knew I cared about them and expected the best, I didn’t really have to fight with them to work. Once someone knows that you care about them, that’s the beginning of any beautiful friendship or relationship.
I am going to have my hands full, but you know what, I can handle it. I had my hands full last year and the year before that and the year before that and the year before that. In fact, I almost went crazy, but I handled it wtith the help of my support system.
I am now the Inclusion Specialist @ at private school. I have to say that the population is quite different. The atmosphere is one of peace & cooperation. There were 2 fights in the whole school last year as opposed to 2 fights before Recess everyday at my old job. I now work at a Non Public School (NPS) with Emotionally Disturbed (ED) children. It’s a tough job (understatement) but I like it.
Update: Working with ED students is not the job for me!!! That’s all I have to say about that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(2013-2014) Update: I resigned from the job working with ED students. It was overwhelming. My hair fell out, I gained weight and I was in fear for my life on a daily basis. I tried to see the good in the situation, but that simply was not enough to continue my employment there. I’ve worked there and now I know that I would NEVER do it again. EVER!!! it was not the job for me!
(2015-2016) I am now working at a high performing charter school. I teach 9th/10th grade Resource Lab. It’s a lot that required of me, but I am adapting and thriving. I will keep you updated. But, for now, I am happy!
(2015-2016) Update: This year, I took on most of the teaching on my campus. I now have 9-12 grades. Of the 51 SpEd students, I have 44 of those students. It’s a ridiculous amount of work, but I’m handling it way better than I thought I would.
Update: Last year was very stressful. I discovered that maybe teaching is not the job for me.
I’ve been steadily making headway. Just in case I thought it was a fluke that I had great success @ my last school, I now know that it wasn’t. I had great success @ this school also. I’ll see just how great when the test scores come back **.
**Update- The scores were fantastic. The test scores are interpreted slightly different in a private school, but the test scores were still amazing. One student made three years progress in one year. Two of my students who came in reading 2 wpm in 4th grade, left reading 41 wpm orally (they plateaued) & 56 wpm & 70 wpm mentally. I pushed them incredibly hard.
(2010- 2013) I am, for the first time, teaching General Education, not Special Education. I did not think that I would like it. Now, I love it so much, I’m not sure I want to return to Special Education.** Special Education is still my first love though. That’s why I am implementing a school-wide intervention system for my school. If you know anything about private schools, it’s that there are no Special Education services available. I figure I could at least use my specialized knowledge to help the struggling students.
**Update- What was I saying? I am going to get back to teaching Special Education as soon as I can.
I am a self-described oddball. I have an off-beat sense of humor. I love sci-fi. I am a sci-fi junkie. Babylon 5 was my favorite Star Trek show. My favorite show of all time was Stargate SG-1 until this
last year’s the last year of crappy, filler shows. What is was that about? The last season of Stargate SG-1 reminds me of the last episode of Seinfeld; they were both crappy endings for what had been wonderful shows.
Okay, I’m rambling. I tend to do that. I like to crochet and sew, but my favorite all-time passions are reading and writing. When I was younger, I preferred reading to people. Heck, sometimes I still do!
I wanted to be a writer so badly when I was younger. This blog is an outlet for that desire. My writing style is odd like me. My posts are almost sometimes never not what you think they’re going to be about. Sometimes, while reading my posts, you might have to go back to the title to remind yourself about what you thought it was going to be about. Well, I’ve said enough about me. Bye!