Carol Ann Tomlinson
One to Grow On
Three Wishes for New Teachers
I don’t
recommend trial
by fire as the
preferred route
for inducting
new teachers.
Idid not benefit from a teacher induction program in the dawn of my teaching career. My first day of teaching was the start of the
second marking period in a rural K– 12 school
in North Carolina. The principal wasn’t present
the morning I became a faculty member. He
often didn’t come to school until the day was
well underway and frequently left before it
ended. I wandered into the faculty lounge
before the bell rang to begin the teaching day.
It seemed like a reasonable place to wait until
the principal came. Unfortunately, he didn’t
come before I had to go to
my classroom, and it wasn’t
a reasonable place to do
anything!
The conversation among
the teachers (who never
spoke to me) cast the students as incorrigible and
witless. It left me entertaining the possibility
of abandoning teaching
before I entered the ranks.
The school, which I’ll call
Highview High, had pitifully
few resources. Textbooks
were scarce, the library collection was slim, and
there was no money to spare in the community.
We never had a professional development day—
no parent meetings either.
And yet, although the year was remarkably
difficult, it was remarkably rich for me. I don’t
recommend trial by fire as the preferred route
for inducting new teachers. But I’ve come to
see that three of my experiences that year were
pivotal in my development as a teacher and a
human being. So here are three things I wish
every new teacher could have.
fortuitous. Mrs. Gardner had a certain reverence for teaching. Her students’ regard for her
approached reverence as well. The proximity of
our two classrooms meant Mrs. Gardner inevitably saw my missteps as a first-year teacher and
knew of my few golden moments. Her words
to me were few, though purposeful and potent.
She never tried to “correct” me or overplay my
small victories. Instead, she modeled how good
teachers approach students.
She took her subject area seriously and
worked diligently to ensure that her students
did the same. However, the
most essential thing I saw
in her for the 27 weeks our
lives intersected was that
she had unequivocal respect
for every student she taught.
A human being always
trumped a lesson plan. Her
students felt seen, known,
valued, and trusted, so they
took her class seriously. I
knew that not only because
of what I saw, but also
because of how she treated
me. She made it safe for me
to learn from her—and from myself.
Carol Ann Tomlinson is
William Clay Parrish
Jr. Professor and Chair
of Educational Leadership, Foundation,
and Policy at the Curry
School of Education,
University of Virginia
in Charlottesville;
cat3y@virginia.edu.
She is the author, with
Marcia B. Imbeau, of
Leading and Managing
a Differentiated
Classroom (ASCD,
2010).
1. A Colleague Who
Models the Essence of Teaching
That Mrs. Gardner’s class was right next to
mine at Highview couldn’t have been more
2. Freedom to Think Creatively
The poverty of resources at Highview actually
provided me a wealth of opportunity to be
resourceful. I had no scripted text to follow, no
pacing guide, no bells and whistles to engage
my high school charges. There were no school
counselors, no specialists. There was just me,
a barren classroom, and 30-plus students five
times a day. I had no idea that some educators
might find this situation unacceptable. I just
knew that each day I had to figure out how to
invite my unlikely learners to get jazzed about
ideas that seemed remote from their lives.
Because there was no defined curriculum, I
learned to think outside the box. I accepted that