Thursday was my second full day of the student teaching experience, and the last day before the arrival of the students (that happens tomorrow). The morning began with some sort of ill-defined and confusing workshop. I sat through this for a bit, but was soon rescued by my cooperating teacher. She gave me a key to “the bookroom” and told me to find a book to teach to the incoming 12th graders.

Despite having a strong desire to teach a dynamic multicultural curriculum, I was limited both by the selections found on the shelves and my familiarity with them. I was a little disappointed, then, when my list looked like this:

Ernest Hemingway: The Sun Also Rises

Arthur Miller: The Crucible

Frank Chin: Donald Duk

J. D. Salinger: The Catcher in the Rye

Four men, three of them white. So much for diversity. In the end I chose Catcher in the Rye, simply because it’s the one I know best. It’s been years since I’ve read Donald Duk, and I knew I wouldn’t have the time required to read it and put together a meaningful unit plan around it.

Besides, as my sister points out, Holden Caulfield can be whatever race the reader desires.

Now to put together some lesson plans.

catcher in the rye