This is a teaching weekend for me. Although I retired from teaching a few years ago, I am not really retired. I substitute in my local district and also teach childbirth classes at a hospital.
Teaching adults is something I never thought I'd do. Just standing up at a faculty meeting used to make me sweat and quake in my shoes. I am surprised at myself that my life has taken some of the twists and turns that it has. I joke with my adult classes that one of the biggest differences is discipline. I never have to remind them to pay attention. Of course, they are very interested in the content. That helps a lot too.
The part that I enjoy the most is the interaction. Some of the comments make us all stop and laugh. The anticipation of being new parents connects them, and I'm sure there are those who will become lifelong friends. I always come away from class laughing about something that was said or done. This part does remind me of teaching sixth grade. Also, there is usually something that goes wrong. Last Wednesday night when I was teaching a CPR class, the computer decided to go nuts. I'll talk about that in my next post.:)