The world came to a pause. Fear entered many hearts. We adjusted to a ‘new normal’. Yet, some things didn’t change, and the flowers still bloomed.
I was sorting through some of my old blog post drafts recently, and I came across one that I wrote during my relief teaching years. So, here is a post from about 5 years ago that was almost never published. I hope that it encourages you to notice the power of perspective in your own teaching situation.
What are antlers? How do you know if you’re still a kid? And what happens if you don’t get the head-lice out of your hair?
As difficult as it is, I’m beginning to accept the fact that sometimes things are out of our control. However, I’m also beginning to realise that one of the most beautiful things about life is its unpredictability. And perhaps by holding more loosely to our expectations as we learn to embrace what comes our way, we’ll be pleasantly surprised at what that vast unknown holds for us.
If you want to take a peek into the mind of a child, look at their drawings. Anyone who works with kids, or who has young children of their own, likely has a large stash of artwork that has been carefully (or sometimes not so carefully) crafted on a daily basis by the little ones in their life. So many children love painting and drawing and making, and I think it’s a beautiful thing to encourage.
Dear New Teaching Graduate,
Congratulations! You’ve made it this far. A world of possibility lies before you. . .
A few years ago, when I was working at a girls’ school, I used to dread the ‘morning duty’. I don’t particularly mind morning duties usually, but at this school it required a lot of effort. During the winter months we would need to stand out in the cold, waiting for the cars to arrive at the ‘kiss and drop’ station.
In today’s world, education needs to be continuously evolving in order to keep up with the latest technological and scientific developments. It does make me question though, if there are areas of learning that become buried under all of it. After all, there comes a point where educators simply need to make decisions about what to prioritise, but I wonder how many of them are prioritising history.
I have taken a step back from teaching to prepare for motherhood, and as I look down at my laptop to type these words, I can’t help but notice the size of my ever-increasing belly, which is currently housing my first baby. It’s exciting seeing how much she’s grown each week, both through how much I’ve expanded and through the wonderful world of information that’s available to tell me the approximate size of baby by comparing her to a fruit or vegetable. This week she’s apparently the size of a rockmelon.
I have a love story to share with you, dear little daughter of mine. Your mother was young and had her sight set on being a teacher who could influence the world. Your father was creative in his work and noble in character.
Will technology ever replace the teacher? This is a question that seems to come up often within education circles. Here’s my take on the matter.
The fact is that no matter what ‘kids these days’ are like, they are the next generation. They will be the ones leading society in the not-so-distant future. Let me tell you what I notice about kids these days.