Thursday, March 7, 2013

#Slice2013: 7 of 31 - The Classroom Calls . . .


(This is my measley attempt a free verse poetry. I just read Tanny McGregor's new Genre Connections book, and I was inspired to give it a try. The emotions run high during standardized testing season, and Spring Break cannot get here fast enough!)

I miss my four walls.
The struggles of a single classroom seem inviting now.
One grade level needs behavior management help.
Another grade level extinguishes engagement with drill-and-kill test prep.
The indifference is daunting.
Why did I think I wanted to be an instructional coach?
The promise of broader influence and professional growth was a lie.
I believed the myth of the industrial age.
An advanced degree means nothing if you are no longer living your calling.
I want to return to my comfort zone.
I want “my class” back.

 

2 comments:

  1. Even though times can be difficult, especially working with other teachers, I believe you are making a difference. I completely understand that ownership of kids. When I transitioned from a classroom teacher to a reading specialist position, it was hard. I still get to work with small groups of kids and they are "my kids." Probably a bit different in your position. Coaching teachers is a difficult role and I commend you for your influence! Hang in there!

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  2. Michelle, Thanks for the words of encouragement. I think part of the challenge is the fact I am wearing two hats this year. I am a part time reading interventionist and a full time coach at a school with toxic culture. Needless to say, I'm climbing a steep mountain, and some days are tough. I do love "my" small groups, and like you, I have formed an attachment. The impact is harder to see from this plane.

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