I don’t claim to be a “veteran” teacher. This will be my 8th year teaching. Yet, it seems to me that, within the past few years, I’m noticing a change in how I view everything in the world around me. No matter what I do, my thinking seems to transport me into my classroom. Here are a few recent situations where my classroom smacked me upside the head unexpectedly:
My munchkins and I were at Discovery World in Milwaukee (if you haven’t been there, it’s worth the trip!) and, although the exhibits were a bit above my kids’ heads, I was fascinated with the Simple Machines portion of the museum. I kept reading all the signs, helping my kids “play” with the hands-on machines. And then… I was thinking of our 8th grade Science classes and how great of a field trip this would be for their Laws of Physics unit. Wait. Pause. I DON’T EVEN TEACH SCIENCE! And … IT’S SUMMER!
A friend of mine recently decided to take a teaching/coordinating job in a different district. While I am extremely happy for her, I didn’t sleep for days afterwards. I kept thinking about how her department would change and what I would do without her to bounce ideas off of. Wait… IT’S SUMMER! WHY AM I LOSING SLEEP OVER SCHOOL?
We were in the Dells recently for a little family vacation. While I waited for my oldest to be done on his 8th trip on the go-karts with my husband, I wandered around the indoor theme park with the little guy on my hip. I stared at the arcade games and wondered how I could help my students determine the probability of winning the jackpot on the spin-the-wheel type games. Hold on a minute… I DON’T DO MATH! And I’M ON VACATION!
Those who ride in my van exclusively rock out to KLOVE because it’s one of the very few stations we can listen to. (My oldest son is a sponge for song lyrics and has literally every song the station plays committed to memory. So listening to something like Lady Gaga … not okay.) Anyway, the station keeps sharing the stories of the immigrant children from Central America who currently sit at the Mexico-US border. Besides the sadness this causes me that over 50% of US citizens feel no moral obligation to help these children (my thoughts on this could result in another blog post), I can’t help but think about what a fascinating story this would be for my students to use as a Running News Story (reference: Harvey Daniels … I think…). Pause. This is a HUMANITARIAN CRISIS, not an exciting opportunity for reading.
So I suppose I’m not sure what to do about this extra setting my brain has developed. On one hand, it’s great to continually think of new ways to engage my students; teaching should be anything but stagnant. On the other hand, it would be nice to turn it off once in a while.
I guess this is another example of how the real-world teacher doesn’t actually get summers off.
By the by, my next blog entry will probably be a Running News Story unit on the topic listed above… Go figure.