I'm riding on a cloud at the moment, starting to relax. My relationship with my students is changing. Will it last? Maybe it started towards the end of our first read aloud, Rules by Cynthia Lord. Or it may it's because of Fish in a Tree by Lynda Mullaly Hunt. It doesn't matter. But will it last? It feels right. It feels satisfying. The tension is slowly fading away a fleeting memory even now. Why did it take so long, I wonder? Or, maybe it's the way of building a community. It takes time for everyone to settle in to figure out their role. to trust each other to know that this is for keeps. Do they feel the same way? I smile more. I am myself. I am like the cat who curls up into a ball, and feeling blissful, purrs and purrs and purrs. I am inside my teacher self. We read. We write. We talk. We laugh. We experiment. It's gonna be all right. Cross posted to Slice of Life Tuesday
This blog is a place to ruminate on the problems of teaching. If I am thinking thoughtfully, my posts will hopefully raise more questions than answers. By problematizing teaching we reflect on those questions that are constantly behind, in front, and at center of everything we do in the classroom. Feel free to comment. I'd love to hear what other teachers are thinking about on these and other issues. Cheers! Elisa