Or so said my first principal some forty two years ago after he hated my first lesson observation.
To begin with I will apologize for indulging you with an episode from my own teaching life. I promise you that there will be very few of these. I use this episode as a basis for my scholarly and principled exploration of experiential / active participatory instructional design rationales and assistance that has driven my professional life.
It was 1969! I had just gotten a teaching job as a social studies teacher in a semi- rural area, soon to become part of the suburban sprawl of New York City, some fifty miles to the west. In fact I, as a Queens, New York native, had never even heard of the school district that had hired me!
I was assigned seventh graders. I was given a text about New York State history and that was it as far as new teacher support and guidance. To that date, I had had all of four months of teaching experience in a high school. My Cooperating Teacher loved me and my students responded well to my engaging them in discussions and lecture. My Supervising Teacher was not nearly as fond of my style. He carped about lesson design but gave absolutely no guidance about how to improve it. (more…)