
Teaching is one of the few things in life that is not concerned with now.
It is essentially about the future.
We put all this time and energy into helping kids learn. Why?
Not so that they’ll be able to do anything today. But so that they’ll be able to do things tomorrow.
Sure they may be able to read better or solve math problems, but the reason we want them to know that isn’t so much about what they’ll do with it as adolescents. It’s how those skills will shape the people they grow up to be.
It’s an investment in their future and ours.
We take a bit of today and invest it in tomorrow.
And during a global pandemic that can be especially hard.
The west is on fire. Storms are threatening our southern coasts. Police brutality is out of control and bands of neofascist thugs are given free rein to beat and murder protesters. We’ve separated immigrant families and put their kids in cages. The President has lied to us, disparaged our troops, bragged about breaking countless laws and the government is powerless to stop him. Our political system and social fabric is coming apart at the seams. And everyone from the average Joe to the lawmakers who represent him can’t get up the gumption to take precautions against the killer virus that has already put more Americans in their graves than every war since WWII.
You look at the raging dumpster fire around you and wonder – how do we invest in the future when we aren’t sure there will be one?
I’ve had students in my on-line class for only two days so far.
And it’s been great.
They show up in record numbers smiling and ready to learn.
We talk, they tell me about their summers, and I remember how much I love teaching.
But I had to fight almost every day from June through August just so the school building wouldn’t become an incubation center for COVID-19 and classes could be conducted through the Internet.
I’m not saying it was all me that did it, but I fought and worried and cajoled and wrote and begged and did everything I could think to do. And it very nearly didn’t happen.
Summer is supposed to be a break after the stresses of a long school year. And 2019-20 was perhaps the most difficult year I’ve ever had teaching.
But 2020-21 has already promised to be much more challenging.
After all, when you have to fight just for the safety of your children and yourself as a prerequisite to everything that happens in your class, how much strength is there left for actual teaching?
My district has committed to being on-line only through September, so the fight continues month-by-month.
Where are the local newspapers that would have reported on each school district as people test positive for the virus and others are contact traced? We closed most of them and downsized the newsrooms of others to make up lost advertising revenue.
If you’re not a supersized district serving millions, they only report on bed bugs, poorly trained security guards or whatever public relations statement the superintendent released today.
So we trudge on in silence just hoping to get through the day.
And what days they are!
Teaching on-line is a heck of a lot more work.
You’ve got to plan for just about everything. You put the assignments on Google Classroom and set up the Zoom meetings and make your handouts into PDFs and try to digitize your books and figure out how classroom policies designed around a physical space can be revised for cyber space. You answer countless questions and concerns, videotaping your lessons for those who can’t be there in person. You try to make things interesting with new apps, new software, new grading systems, new approaches to the same material you’ve been teaching for over a decade.
And it never ends.
By the time the day is supposed to be over, the emails are still rolling in, the assignments are still being submitted, administrators are making pronouncements, and you haven’t even finished all the things you have to do to get ready for tomorrow yet.
When is there time for my family? When do I have time to make dinner or check on my own child’s progress in her own online experience?
What’s worse is that when things go wrong, I’m afraid to bring them up for fear that some decision maker long removed from the classroom will simply shoot from the hip and end on-line instruction.
We had all summer to plan how to do this better, but we spent all that time diddling about WHETHER we should teach on-line or not. We should have just bit the bullet and worked on improving the quality of instruction instead of putting all our chips on the gambit that it wouldn’t be necessary.
Now – as usual – it’s all in the hands of everyday classroom teachers. We’re left to just figure it out.
And we do!
Part of me really enjoys it!
I love finding new ways of doing things and seeing if they’ll work out better. I’m excited about seeing how my students will react to a Bitmoji classroom or a new Kahoot or this video or not being hassled if they keep their cameras off in Zoom.
I know on-line teaching can never really hold a candle to in-person instruction. But that’s not an option right now. And pretending like reality is something different than it is will do no one any good.
But just saying something positive about cyber schooling gets the technophobes coming down on you.
They’re so scared that online teaching will replace real, live educators that they can’t admit of any positive qualities to the new normal.
Don’t get me wrong. My heart is with them. I fear that, too. But it’s a war we have to wage later. Just like the election.
Biden is not great on education. Trump is worse. So we have to support Biden while we prepare to fight him in January. And that’s IF we can both defeat Trump at the polls and somehow avoid a constitutional crisis if he refuses to leave the Oval Office willingly.
Everything is one fight after another. We have to win this battle before we can wage the next one.
No wonder we’re so exhausted.
Everyone is worn out, but no one more so than classroom teachers.
We’re caught at the crossroads of nearly every conflagration in America.
I sit here on a Sunday afternoon and my bones feel like boulders under my skin.
I sleep like a beaten boxer – all bruises under the sheets.
But I’ll wake up on Monday, make myself a cup of tea and trudge back to my computer screen ready to begin again.
Because despite it all, there is a core part of me that still believes.
I still believe in the future.
I still believe in teaching.
I still believe my students are worth it.
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What an inspiring post! I spend my time trying to expose the fraud in schools so teachers like you can teach. Glad you’re still there and staying safe!
Karen Horwitz
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Thank you, Karen. It’s hard out there. We need to look after each other.
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Trump is way more than just “worse” than Biden. Trump means an end to our Constitutional Republic. Trump means an end to just about everything we hold dear and that includes public education.
At least with Biden there is a strong chance public education will still be around when BIden’s time in the White House ends.
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I agree, Lloyd, but there’s still a good chance President Biden would champion the same neoliberal education policies as President Obama. If he wins, we’ll probably end up fighting him, too.
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Reblogged this on David R. Taylor-Thoughts on Education.
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Thanks for reblogging, David.
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I love the way you word your thoughts. Is there an audio of your work?
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Thank you, Sue. Sorry. There is no audio version. I’m not even sure how I’d do that.
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I am exhausted by all that you mention. Add to that, then, having to write IEPs for students you don’t actually to understand how they are learning and what services and accommodations they need to be able to do it (hint: almost impossible). AND we have a new IEP system this year. It’s taken me 7 hours to write (just write) each of my first 2 this year. AND the last 2 weeks have been MAP testing (not done) and this week we’re giving PSAT/SAT tests, plus start administering uPAR assessments! I’m working 12-14 hour days 5-6 days/week.
This is SO much harder than in person, yet the only safe alternative. I’m luckier than you, though I have no children at home nor any health condition that puts me at risk (other than being old), and we’ve been notified we’ll be out until at least the end of 1st quarter – Oct. 16. After that? Who knows.
Thanks for describing the ongoing battle. Things will get better IF Biden is elected, but it’s 2020….
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I have. Even a virtual teacher fr multiple years and before you hammer chop me I am
In a public school and I teach special education and Inhave felt ypur pain. However I wrote curriculum as there was none for my students. And IEPs
Will get better-
Use
Your data and do everything you can to make sure it is a clean
Collection,
No “extras supports” like brothers, or grandparents, or whomever just trying to help. It IS a
Place kids grow!!! One of mine went up
Two grade levels in one year
And it’s because it worked, what we did in her classes
And in my sessions helped her grow along with support
From home. Make
Home your teammate. You can do his because teaching is a wok
Of heart, Not a place.
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Thanks for reblogging, IEA
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