My morning and much of the day was horrific. I had no business even going to school for the two hours I was there. Turns out hydrocodone and I do not get along. Thankfully, my soon to be student teacher (in the spring) comes every Monday and Wednesday. I let her lead class while I sat there until the sub came. I assigned a culminating project on Monday so I gave my 1st hour time to work in class today since we had a shortened class period and I obviously was in no shape to do anything.
So I sat there and observed. I listened, I watched, and I smiled. Sometimes I wonder if my kids really get the essential questions, the enduring understandings, the themes, and the complexity of what I teach. One of the neat things about listening to them work was that I was listening to them think. I explained to them on Monday that this is a performance based project, which means help from me would be limited. I needed to assess what they had learned and could produce on their own.
I wish I would have taped what I saw because it was everything learning should be. They were discussing themes with each other, their eyes got big when they had an aha moment, they used the tools I gave them, and they were putting the pieces together. It was beautiful. It wasn't quiet, but it wasn't chaotic. It was the productive hum I've come to love.
It made me proud to be a teacher, and was a reminder from God that I'm doing His work. It was a good reminder :)
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