ABSTRACT
In the second year of my program, my responsibilities expanded into a teaching fellowship. I taught one master’s-level course each semester at Boston University. I was given excellent supervision from my mentor and other faculty regarding pedagogy, teaching skills, how to handle a class, and designing class activities. I also took on additional adjunct teaching in a counselor education program in my state. It’s what I had been waiting to do: to teach live students in a classroom. I was so happy in the classroom but nervous. Did I know what I was talking about? How could I make the dry material interesting? Was I engaging students? Was I helping students to be introspective and grow? These questions whirled in my mind as I drove home from each class. I questioned my competence as a counselor and ability to teach what I knew. Did I know anything? The more I studied and prepared, the less I felt I knew.
