It will show, in 4x2 across the face fashion, that being out of the classroom
I miss the reign-taking of direct instruction. I miss the connections with students, the developing relationships. I miss the self-gratifying experience of believing that I just wrote something, said something, or taught something that made an impact.
I'd write vocab stories. We'd read them. I'd never distribute the approved vocab text.
"You're odd," they'd say.
"What are you on?" they'd inquire.
"I'm high on nouns and adjectives," I'd respond.
What did I look like to them?
What did I sound like to them?
I behaved as if a mirror stood in the back of the room, keeping constant watch on my affect, appearance and attitude - all OCD, flat-front khaki, and 5'7".
Maybe I'll find myself back in the classroom, The Teacher, taking attendance, devising seating charts, grading papers, accepting and vetoing hall passes.
But then again...
4 comments:
Hope you find your “Creativity Mojo.”
You made me laugh. I am such a dork. I used to write stories with the vocabulary teachers gave me. The other kids loved that. *extreme sarcasm* People think I'm an overachiever. I think I'm a creative slacker. :D If I filed a Missing Creativity Report, the people looking for my creativity just wouldn't talk to me anymore. It's kind of like the old ladies you hear about who call the cops every time the wind hits their windows wrong and makes a noise that frightens them to the conclusion of a burglar. I dislike seating charts, by the way. I usually get stuck sitting next to people who won't talk to you, and if you even look at them they look back at you as if you are an alien. I don't like that look. It scares me sometimes.
This is all to help you find your creativeness...or it's just me ranting. I like the first option better.
You made me laugh. I am such a dork. I used to write stories with the vocabulary teachers gave me. The other kids loved that. *extreme sarcasm* People think I'm an overachiever. I think I'm a creative slacker. :D If I filed a Missing Creativity Report every time my Creativity disappeared, the people looking for my creativity just wouldn't talk to me anymore. It's kind of like the old ladies you hear about who call the cops every time the wind hits their windows wrong and makes a noise that frightens them to the conclusion of a burglar. I dislike seating charts, by the way. I usually get stuck sitting next to people who won't talk to you, and if you even look at them they look back at you as if you are an alien. I don't like that look. It scares me sometimes.
This is all to help you find your creativeness...or it's just me ranting. I like the first option better.
EEK!!! The first comment isn't finished, so delete that please. I'm sorry!
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