In some ways, I'm finding this statement to be true, in others... well, let's just say my more distracted students are getting a little too comfortable! For example, I spent a good chunk of my weekend planning an introduction activity to A Long Way Gone, the book I will be starting with my grade eleven College Prep. students soon. I printed off copies of a basic history of the conflict in Sierra Leone. I made blank date cards that corresponded with each of the events and cut them out by hand. I went to school early to set up the classroom and put a red timeline across the wall at the back of the classroom. I even found enough highlighters, markers, pencil crayons for students to use. All this effort and BAM! Nothing goes as planned. My five "star" students whined and complained every step of the way. "Why do we have to have a history lesson in English?" "What information do I need to highlight again?" "Do I have to use colour?" "Do I have to do anything?" GRRRR! So after 72 minutes of step-by-step instruction, answering redundant questions, and putting up with behaviour that I would have expected on a Friday afternoon before the start of summer vacation, I have an incomplete timeline falling halfway off the wall and a migraine that just doesn't want to go away! Sometimes the best laid plans... well, you know how it goes.
On the up side, my two grade nine classes are diligent, enthusiastic and are fairly eager to learn. I also received a compliment about something that I've been trying to work on with all my classes: positive support and encouragement for eachother. The teacher next door to me said that her students could hear my students cheering all day and wanted to come join our classes, in whatever we were doing! I turns out, my students were presenting their autobiography covers, nothing especially elaborate or involved, but what I had done differently was to encourage students to not only ask eachother questions but to emotionally lift each person up, before and after the presentations, to make the whole experience a happier and more relaxed one.
So two weeks in, here I am: I have one crazy class, two sweet ones, and a smile on my face that at times, masks pure exhaustion. Sigh.