I'm a mature student, after several years working and travelling decided to finally give teaching a go.
Firstly, the academic content we've been taught has been nearly irrelevant, everyone on the course agrees on this.
But the main issue is I failed the first placement.
I never felt comfortable with the teacher, and a bit out of place at the school, but put this down to my own fears and got on with it.
The initial days there, I was really just floating support, I would pritt stick in learning objectives. When it was time for me to teach, I seriously struggled with lesson planning.
No one has taught me how to do it. I assumed the uni, then I assumed the school, then I assumed online...but nothing really. I mentioned this on my first week of full placement, and the teacher said I'd be put down as struggling, so I put up, shut up.
2nd week in, I was exhausted and contacted my tutor to say I couldn't finish an assignment as I was overwhelmed thinking of lessons. They immediately told the school (without my knowledge) so I felt like it blew up without me having a chance to get my bearings. This obviously will have irritated her, as the HT said I should have had access to school resources and said she knew by CBT could be sharp with people.
I still struggled, I was working til 12-1am each night, getting to school for 7. I genuinely thought I was losing the plot, as every piece of advice I took on, the next day I was told something else. I never had correct behaviour policy modelled either.
I had to keep a diary of the advice I was getting, and realised I was being told different things on different days.
I was CfC at the end of the first part, and fair enough, I wasn't coping. When I got back to uni, the stories I heard of other students, the help they got, what the got away with, I realised mine was veeeery strict.
I emailed my tutor again on Xmas break, as I was so stressed I actually had a seizure for the first time in a year, and asked for anxiety meds at the thought of seeing her.
Against my judgement, this was discussed at the school.
I was still working til 1am every night, but as I was taking on more timetable, I saw this as an improvement. But it was still the same contradictory modelling and advice. It blew up on the last day, where I felt I had followed advice, used the correct policy, but she told me to leave the school. I mentioned to HT I had this diary I needed to discuss and she kicked off, saying I was twisting people's words and that's why no-one's liked you....
Every job I've ever had, no one would describe me like this.
Sooooo, after uni basically said they would have to side with the school, which is infuriating, they're giving me a second chance at a school 2 hours away.
I am paranoid as hell about trying again. My friends have seen me teach some lessons since and said I was fine. My new mentor has seen me teach and said it was a great lesson (having a meltdown inside my head of all the things I thought had gone wrong).
Sorry for the diatribe, but has anyone had the same thing? I'm terrified to move to a new town, when emotionally I've had the stuffing knocked out of me. But from what friends and this new teacher has said it seems I might be OK.
Before I get trolled, I know taking criticism is part of the job, I hope my description has shown it was more power trippy than that.
If anything just helps to have it blurted out.