I ended my first day back to teaching yesterday feeling like a boss. Rather, like a dumb boss.
These principles that have been so prevalent in years past, are almost non-existent this year due to how differently school and our classroom function this year. This is a realization I didn’t make until very recently and now vow to change for the remainder of our time together. We can no longer gather and drum (and really get close and talk) the way we would have in the past, but on this last day of Kwanzaa that recognizes Imani (faith), I have faith that I will ensure my students are not denied these foundational principles of being (specifically as Black learners but as members of humanity as well), independently and together as a community.
It became official that we’ve lost one of our ECE’s (early childhood educators) to virtual school. I feel for this educator. Since the start of school in September, she has been bumped around from teacher to teacher, classroom to classroom and back around again five times. As she’s about to begin her sixth teaching assignment... Continue Reading →
My 25 students along with 7 colleagues (3 ECE's, 1 prep teacher, 1 SNA, a student teacher and myself) were back (or able to be back) in the physical school building after 2 weeks of mandatory self-isolation due to a positive Covid-19 result amongst a student in my class.
Why do they treat us like we have no feelings. Like relationships, connections and stability don’t matter in education? Why do they keep talking to us about mental health and well-being when they’ve made it clear they don’t care?
Learned yesterday that report cards are due on Monday. I’ve known my 25 students for less than 3 weeks.
Three more teachers have been deployed to virtual school and their classes have been collapsed. Mine was one of them. Again, I mourn.
I was today years old when I truly learned how little the education system cares about the well-being of those it’s supposed to care for. It’s never been so clear, so blatantly obvious that they simply do not care. Not about their students and not about their educators and education workers.
Great book. Lots of repetitive, rhyming fun. But, I missed the mark in terms of it being a HIT with my Grade 1/2's transition back-to-school. Maybe I'd been away from face-to-face teaching for too long. Maybe my students forgot how to play (highly unlikely). Likely, I 'temporarily' forgot what 5-7 year olds like.
During a time when thousands of students’ classrooms are computer screens, creative arts programs are being slashed, when disregard for the environment and all its living things is the norm. During a time when profit matters more than human life and dignity, it seems now, (not only because it’s the safest place to be), more than ever that we need to be outside.