Just because you know the material, it does not make you an expert on passing on your knowledge to others. We once had a history teacher in the school. She was very original, a communst and would always give us a few pointers in her right direction. It was the time of the Cuba crisis when Kennedy and Chruschov were in disagreement. However, no bombs were dropped and everyone went home in peace. Our history teacher gave up teaching history on that day. She was trying to make history by informing us all what an idiot Mr. Kennedy was risking world peace, stupid man etc. etc.
We girls in the class, aged 13-14, loved that lesson. We learned nothing, had a good laugh afterwards, and the history books were not even opened. Otherwise she had a super system of teaching. “Open your books at page ……, and make notes” and then she would be marking papers or whatever teachers did, we would be making notes, and when the bell rang she left the clasroom. They were super lessons – for her. The funny thing was when i took my final exam I passed, although I must admit thanks to intensive learning by heart from the book and coincidentally learning the right thing. It was economic history as they did not have enough books for everyone to learn political history. Whilst many were discovering the cause for various british wars, we were learning how the manor was organised with crop roataion in the dark ages and all about the corn laws. Today I have not got a clue.
I was a teacher once at one stage in my life. Being a young mother and not having time during the day I began to work at the local evening school teaching english. At the time No. 2 son was on its way, so I did it all with a bump. However, it was fun, a mixed group of housewives and people going on holiday to english speaking countries. I did not have a clue about teaching, only the englih language, but speaking english is not the same as imparting your knowledge to others. Teachers learn how to do that. I was something I learned with my classes. I got on OK with the ladies in the course, they were not fussy and more or less let them decide what they wanted to learn, but I was unqualified. I think even my basic knowledge of english grammar was on unsteady legs. However we all survived and baby bump No. 2 was produced with no problems when I had finished my teaching episode.
Mr. Swiss now and again has to teach me things, mainly to do with the Swiss way of life: things like tax forms or how to drive a car with your husband. It is fantastic to hear what he knows, what he can do, but I am not so sure he was teaching me, it was more like showing me how good he could do it and I must say, I admired his knowledge. He was perfect in knowledge, but somehow his teaching qualities were not exactly perfect.
No, teachers are not born teachers, they have to know how to impart their knowledge on their victims and that is not easy.