… 9:15, actually, and loving it! Minus the backache, knee-ache, and foot-ache. Today was one of those days where technically you’re doing work, but you’re not doing anything that takes too much thought or has any roadblocks, so you stay fresh mentally. No Teaching Headache today. Love it.
I wish this had been a long afternoon of helping kids work through their phobia of mathematics. Instead, I filed all my IEPs and Dyslexia paperwork, tightened up my entrance procedure, made a bunch of copies, built a student file system, organized work to pass back by period, found a beautiful brand-new three-hole puncher, printed out grade sheets, and organized binders. In rainbow order. ( … you know you have a problem when… )
Reasons today was a great day:
- I spent a lot of time giving advice to the third-year teacher who gave me advice last year.
- I drew out a weekly schedule for myself that I think will be revolutionary.
- FOUR people came in to observe during sixth period while I was using extra-terrestrials, clips from “Contact,” and This American Life to teach multiplying fractions (thank youuuuu, Mathalicious!). Two of them, including my principal, made a point to give me a thumbs up before leaving. This is a big deal.
- My Déjà vu student said, “Ugh. Miss, you doin’ too much. We are just… too … organized in this class.”
- I had an avocado for lunch.
- I got to steal Toothpik again for 10 minutes of 4th period, during which he completed the homework we worked on last week.
- I saw my students’ gears turning during second period when we did the “Thinking About Graphs” activity. It was like their skulls were see-through.
- I don’t have to feel guilty about not planning when I get home, because it’s already so late that I really should do it in the morning anyway!
THIS is what I thought TFA would be like! When I envisioned myself doing this, I saw myself teaching cool lessons with a whooole bunch of room to improve, and I saw myself staying in my classroom until super-late just because I can’t help but be addicted to attacking all of those good-but-could-be-betters. THIS is the type of energy I had in college! This is how it felt to wake up at 4:44 to row and go to bed at midnight after a color-coded, tightly-scheduled day. Failures were opportunities, stress was a to-do list, and fatigue just meant it was probably time to get some cardio in. This is how I DO!
Maybe I’m manic. I know it’s a cycle; I’ll go through my “gee, why have I been so tired lately?” phase soon enough. But today was a day just how I like them—tomorrow I get to do it all again, and that just means I get another chance to see if I can squeeze anything more into waking hours.