As a kid I hated to mow the yard. It was hot, sweaty and something I would
avoid any way that I could. (I never
could.) As an adult, I came to find
mowing to be therapeutic. See in my previous profession, you very seldom had things
that had clear beginnings and ends in any sort of short time frame. Projects might take five to seven years from
initial conception to completion. The drafting
of plans was usually dealing with concepts and may or may not come to fruition,
and if so, would probably be modified numerous times.
So, for years, the only thing that gave me the satisfaction
of seeing something that was started and finished with a clear result was
cutting the grass. It was that hour to
hour and a half every week where I had a clear objective and no distractions.
One of the things that I truly revel in as a teacher is
that whole cycle that is the school year. It has a clear starting point, ending
point and clear mileposts along the way.
You start out working to build new relationships. You work to make sure that you can meet every
child where they are and get them to where they need to be. You get to watch them as they become
comfortable in their new surroundings and look to test their limits. You work with them in the classroom, and you
help them in countless ways.
For me the Spring is the manic culmination of the cycle. You are ramping up for local assessments,
reading and math assessment, benchmarks and SOLs. You’re getting ready for field trips, academic
competition, Spring dances and those exhausting last days of school.
2020 is different.
Because of COVID-19, our last day of school was March 13. I found out at 2:55 and the official announcement
was made at 3:10. Kids rushed out the door only knowing we were out for two
weeks. Little did any of us expect that it
was our last day together.
So here we sit, kids trying to learn from packets prepared
by their teachers. Some are doing
virtual learning; others are working with paper packets prepared by their
teachers. In no way are we able to do
our normal things. For me, much of what
I do is centered on classroom discussion.
Putting things into context that a 13-year-old can understand. I use PowerPoints, videos, music, images and
in some cases artifacts that put a personal spin on the past. I know that everyone is getting short changed.
So, what do we do?
In my case, I made the packets as directed knowing the limitations
everyone was facing. I keep in touch
with my students via social media and the Remind app. I do have the advantage of having all my
teaching materials available to my kids online.
But that is not enough. I am
retooling my teaching materials to include audio to the Power Points so that
they hear my comments. Written versions
were annotated so they could read my comments.
I am exploring new tools to use to make me better able to use what I have
electronically in the future.
Many of my colleagues are using tools like Zoom to connect
with their students. I am considering
that, but I have reservations about the platform, and how many students would
be able to connect.
For me, this will always be the year that could have
been. We’ll never know what would have
happened in those last 50+ days. I also
worry.
- I worry about the kids with all this time on their hands, I worry about the impact of the “Stay at Home” order is having on our mental health. We are social creatures and need contact with our group.
- I worry that my kids are getting fed. I know that our student body is close to 50% free and reduced lunch and hope they are getting their physical needs met.
- I worry about those whose home lives are not stable and who depend on school be that one safe structured thing in their world. All of these are more important that the education part of this.
In years to come, we will know many the answers to the impact all of this on our kids and our society. For now, all I can do is what I can via social distancing, worry and pray. In the words of John Lennon, “Nobody told me there'd be days like these. Strange days indeed., most peculiar Mama”