My Letters to Our Lovely Lecturer

(Micro Teaching Class Edition)

Dear reader, do you know something? I like writing. One time, my lecturer asked us to made some reflection from our friends’ performance and made case study of our own performance. And this letters is written because this class. Do you know what class? Ya, micro teaching class. When she said that we had to do this task, I got a litle surprised. Wait a minute. Surprised in a good sense of course. Surprised? Why? Because as I said before, I love writing.

I want to tell you a story. But, our story doesn’t stop here. Because the story is not about that. This story tells about how far my preparation to do my task. What was that? The task was we had to perform in front of a class. It is not like most of story. Neither a big story than ever. I just want to share you how I face micro teaching class with my lovely lecturer. One day, my friends and I were divided a topic in junior high school.

I get this material for my first performance in micro teaching class. For this chance, I got the materials about numbers, especially dividing fractions. Actually, I have no problem with this topics. But, one annoying thing is how to implement this topics to my students then. I think, if we want to implement multiplying fractions is easier than apply dividing franctions from our daily lives to teaching-learning. I thought so at the time.

One day after that, I and my close friend, Wana and Nadya spent our time to had lunch in KFC and looked for the resources from ‘uncle’ google and youtube. After finished complete our resources, we had to go out from that place.

Got home, I tried to watch the video that I had downloaded, but the video couldn’t open. Unfortunately, I didn’t know why. I thought there must be some mistakes. So, I decided to focused just on material and performance. I made PPT with my best. I wanted my students not only understand the materials, but also they could enjoying.

I always looked for resources relating to my topics. After some meetings with our lecturer and had fixed our lesson plan, we go on to the day which all of us had to presented our task in front of the class. Before this moment, I want to tell you something. But, please don’t tell anyone! It is our secret, okay. Just you and me. The secret is all about our lecturer. Ssstt, don’t be surprised as it! Just calm and relax.

So, here’s the story. At that moment, we were given a task to performed opening and closing in the classroom. It had been running smoothly. Arrived at the end of the day for the opening and closing sessions in class, Onas and Yuli had to performed at that day. Onas had completed his work. But Yuli? What happened with Yuli? Do you know, it turns out he had not completed his work. Oh my God.. that's where the beginning of the disaster, we called it a disaster, which at the time, we looked our lecturer seemed angry. Maybe I was wrong. It was not angry, but rather disappointed.
After Onas presented his opening and closing activity, we started being panic, because no one of us had ready to performed on the opening, contents, until the closing on that day. We stared at each other face expected the presence of a volunteer to face this silence situation. Do you know what? Because suddenly, the class became quiet and we can only repel-down and starting to move forward.

Finally, our lecturers left the room with disappointed. I’m sorry. After that event, I felt guilty and made myself sure that I must really ready later. I was determined to show the best. Ya, I should be able to return the smile and expectation from our lecturer who had perished because of our behavior.

Dear reader, I hope you're not tired of reading this letter yet. Now, I will tell you about the day which we had to act like a real teacher. For this time, there is no volunteer, because our own lecturer who would call our names at random to come forward. one's own why looking for trouble. Haha.

I was a third performer after Wana and Fira. I tried to control myself as much as possible so as not seemed nervous, and control my voice so as not to vibrate. Because if my voice vibrated, it would look nervous at all. Hence, for nervous problems, I guess, I was successful. There was no significant problem. You know, I had practiced many times in front of a mirror. Even when I arrived to campus, I took a few time to go to the toilet only to practice my expression. I should be shocked when somebody came into the toilet. I just gave my smile for her and disappear as soon as possible. Haha

I taught with full spirit, I gave some examples by showing the pictures and so far was so good, I guess. But suddenly, our lecturer stopped my explanation. I was shocked and just kept silent for a few moments. I realized my mistake. Too much explanation was not good. Actually, I felt a little depressed at that time. But, show must go on. I did not want the problem made my training in front of the mirror time after time be failed. I did not want to work in vain, I thought. I re-pumping passion for the best performace I had.

After finishing the performance, I felt so relieved. I heard comments from Yuli that build me up. He said that I should not just ask to one student, but also to the other students, so that there is a comparison can be seen. Our own professors said that I should give an example in the form of fractions rather more challenging in the future. Certainly every comments must be useful for my future. I believe it. Thanks to my lecturer who had given me insight how to manipulate fractions if divided by fractions. Maybe if I did not go to the board to complete the challenge of my our lovely lecturer at that time, perhaps until now I still did not know how to manipulate fractions divided by fractions.

Dear reader, do you know who is our lecturer? Our lecturers despite had disappointed because our behavior, but still patiently guiding us. I want to be a lecturer like you, Mom, someday. Maybe, she is someone who is reading this letter. Hehe.. Ya, she is Mrs. Rahmah Johar, our lovely lecturer. Substantively, he has restricted this paper to be one and a half pages. But I'm confused why my fingers can not stop to write. Haha. So i’m so sorry about that, because it is the first time I write a letter to my lecturer. I hope that even though this class has ended, but you still willing to guide us out of this class to be a professional teacher that loved by every student.

Banda Aceh, January 2014 Regards,

Helka Pratiwi J