That "Other" Language

My plan is to learn Spanish.

My plan is to learn Spanish, complete my Masters, become an excellent teacher, have a gigantic garden, and have room for lots and lots of happy animals. But for now, my plan is to learn Spanish. Before Back to School Night my CT asked if I spoke any the language, and then proceeded to tell me that if I wanted to teach in California it was imperative that I learn. I believe this. It's always been a desire of mine to regain the Spanish I once knew and have now forgotten, and her comment only solidified that for me.

I am constantly reminded of the diversity within our classrooms. I currently have at least three different languages represented in my classroom along with many more cultures and traditions. Each student has a unique, diverse background that affects the way they think, act, speak, and learn. In my desire to be the best teacher I can be I have to expect this and prepare for what it means for my students. The fact is that in this state the majority of minority students are going to be Spanish speakers, and in many schools English may in fact be that minority.

It seems like a large task to claim so suddenly, and it certainly won't happen in a night. But I feel I am missing out on a giant chunk of California culture and diversity, and I want to learn as much as I can about the other cultures of the people with whom I live, work, and converse. And most importantly, those I teach. I am learning slowly but certainly. Then again, this is exactly what I have been asking of my students.