Hey kids! In honor
of National Poetry Month
let’s try a little
FUN with SIMILES
Ever wonder
what it’s like to teach
a group of
eleven-year-olds
a new thing
in technology?
Forget herding cats
or nailing Jell-o to the wall.
It’s like
putting puppies in a box
cleaning raw egg with your bare hands
riding a bike on top of a skateboard
playing checkers with six people at once
getting the last corner of a full-sized fitted sheet on a queen-sized bed
except harder.
So. Real talk? Today, I worked with a group of fifth-graders to set up their own blogs on a new platform. Don’t get me wrong: there is some REAL excitement in the air about some new stuff we’re doing, and that will forever be infectious. Enthusiasm on the part of my students will always, always get me out of bed in the morning.
Still, there are moments that test a girl. Those moments make up teaching just as much as those flashes of joy and jubilation. Teaching is astounding. AND it’s hard sometimes. It’s okay for it to be both.