I woke up reflecting on my first day back in the classroom since May 2015. Let me clarify, I am assisting a math/science teacher for the reminder of the year for only 2 days a week.
My first instinct is to run. My second instinct, how can I schedule more hours with this teacher and students before the state assessment. If you knew me you would know my thoughts on testing and wondering why a change of mind. The students will test. Someone will look at the results. And decisions will be made.
There is more at stake. The students were a bit rowdy during a lesson using a Kindle to record their explanation. But they were loud working in a their small groups. And they talked while the teacher explained the activity. And someone asked the teacher if I was his grandmother before he could introduce me. And another laughed at my name.
And about an hour later I redirected the students They silently completed their DOL, daily observation of learning, for the day’s math lesson. And all was right in the world again.
Until…all was right until I spoke privately with the teacher after class. He stated he was embarrassed for his students behavior. And I was sad. This young man with so much knowledge to share has a few students disrupting the learning process so often he is reconsidering his decision to teach.
How did his achool district fail him? Why hasn’t he received more support? Oh, I was called in but there only 9 weeks of school remains and there is only 6 school days until the state test in math. And the state science test is in May.
Reflecting, praying, and changing my schedule to make a difference. The difference I hope to make by June is to hear the teacher say, “I am returning, I am taking it one year at a time, one day at a time.”