For the past three months, I haven’t been a teacher. I haven’t created lesson plans or displays for my students’ art; I haven’t had silly conversations with my kids or played with them while they learned; I haven’t felt enjoyment or reward.
I haven’t been going to a classroom every day, but to a battleground.
I pride myself on being a reflective teacher, and know that it’s one of my strengths. Some reflections come as a result of quiet thought or shared conversation, referring back to an interaction or a lesson, and brainstorming what went well and what could be tweaked for next time.
Some reflections come out of nowhere – unasked for, unexpected, but powerful in what they reveal.
A Reflection on Teaching 