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My excitement was unbearable when I was about to walk in room 114. A nervous shudder ran through me as I grasped the metal doorknob. I slowly poked my head in the door, smiling. Sitting at the computer was Ms. McDonald. She beckoned me over with a wave of the hand. I walked over, fiddling with my green pen.
“Hi,” Ms. Mcdonald said happily, “what’s up?”
Of course, so far this is a lie. What actually happened was I was bored out of my mind. I sort of dreaded this interview, because later I knew I had to type it up. But I guess I just had to suck it up, and get it over with.
Here’s how it really happened:
I entered room 114, with a fake smile plastered on my face. She grinned and waved. I couldn’t help but wave back. I walked up to her desk, sighed, and sat down.
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“You look happy,” Ms. McDonald said matter of factly. I raised my eyebrows then glanced at her. Oh gosh, this was going to be boring! But once again, my fate was unfortunately sealed.
“Hi, are you ready to do the interview?” I asked with a yawn. She laughed, a high pitched bellowing laugh that made me smile.
“Sure as long as you’re ready.” I began by asking her simple questions such as when she was born, what college she went to, and so on and so forth. This was shaping up to be a boring interview indeed.
“I was born here in Elkton, and I lived here all my life.”
I gasped. “How could you stand it?!” I cried.
She laughed. “It wasn’t all THAT bad, you just need to get used to it for a while.” I shrugged my shoulders.
“ At first I went to Cecil Community College, but I graduated from Salisbury State University.” I was impressed. I heard that Salisbury was a good college. |
“Why did you want to become a teacher? I asked her. She had to pause and think for a moment.
“Well I love to interact with students and kids, even if they are a pain.” I was offended! Well not really. I decided to ask her some ‘interest’ questions to hopefully spice up the interview.
I asked her what her hobbies were outside of school.
“I love going to church. I love the piano, and I am currently trying to learn how to play the Celtic harp.”
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I asked her if she had a favorite quote.
“That which does not kill you, will only make you stronger.” I smiled.
I asked Miss. McDonald who she most influential person in her life. She responded quickly to this question.
“My parents greatly influenced me in my life.” Ms. McDonald stated. They also encouraged me greatly on whatever I wanted to do in my life.”
I asked her what advice she had for anyone who wanted to become a teacher. She pondered this question for a second. “Well, you need to be flexible and be able to learn EVERYTHING you need to know.”
“What are your pet peeves?” I asked her, eager to know how I could possibly annoy her in her class.
“I hate people who chew with their mouth open,” She said, “as well as people who forget to change the toilet roll.”
I laughed.
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“What’s your favorite word?” I asked her. Yet for some reason, I knew what she was going to say. It would probably be that one word that I pretty much hear her say every gosh darn day.
“Sweet.”
I smiled. We must have some things in common, because both Ms. McDonald and I love the sound of rain. It is actually her favorite sound! She pretty much hates the sound of screeching tires as a car scrambles to a stop. (Scrambles is a cooler word than quickly.)
I finally asked her my last question.
“What do you think the students love most about you?”
She thought for a second. “They probably like my ability to talk about anything.” I shrugged my shoulders.
“I bet they do!”
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Footnote:
If you remember, I was dreading this interview in the begnning. but after I got to know Ms. McDonald better, I realized that she is more than just a good teacher, she is a fantastic person!
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