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Tuesday, March 3, 2015

#SOLSC15 Day 3

Thank you to the Two Writing Teachers and the Slice of Life writing community for providing this opportunity to share our "slices." Thanks to Stacey, Anna, Beth, Tara, Dana and Betsy for creating a place for us to share our work. Check out the other slices and join in the fun!


                                                              
Over the past several years, something changed at school. I can't say it has been a change for the better or worse. Just different.

I observe people coming and going. Hurried. Busy. Rushed.
I sense an overall intensity. Serious. Business-like. Stressed.
I feel kindness, but hear less laughter.

Call it testing.
Call it a data coma.
Call it progress monitoring overload.
Call it too much media, journalism, sensationalism against teachers.
Call it whatever. But, I think I've had enough.

Like branches on the ground after a storm, I feel as if we've been beaten and scattered. Yes, there was definitely a gusty, strong wind of change that has slowly swept across our halls. All of them. It was a slow change. Subtle. Minor at times, major if you look close. A climate change indeed.

The Present.
This year, I'm hoping to help with storm clean-up. Waking, rising, dusting, and drying myself off to help others. Or at least I'm trying. I think the pressures of our profession can feel overwhelming and when it feels like teachers are labeled as not doing enough, then it starts to take its toll. I hear the media. I see the headlines. Some things feel within my reach. Some too far...or are they?

Something within my reach occurred just recently. I've mentioned in previous posts that our school is "excited" to be celebrating National Reading Month. Excited isn't a term I used loosely yesterday in yesterday's post. I hope reading this, today, gives a little more understanding to yesterday's story. Excited may have been a word easily taken for granted and lost in the midst of text. But, I'm surely not taking it for granted because for the first time in a long time I'm seeing some smiles. I'm sensing excitement about the month ahead. I'm hearing some laughter. I'm noticing the resemblance of a team that I recognize from years ago.

And to think I've found all this in the strangest place...staff t-shirts. Seems crazy, huh?

Our staff came together Friday and yesterday to make t-shirts to promote National Reading Month. Music. Laughing. Ironing, Joking. When you see this picture without my story, it is just a t-shirt. When I look at the picture with this story in mind, I smile.

Today we all will wear the t-shirts we proudly made, together. Putting some "spring" in our step after a stormy season. I can't be certain the storm is over, but I'm happy to see a little light coming our way.


9 comments:

  1. Love the t-shirt! I think this is the hardest time of year in some ways, looks like you all have found a way to push through it with some energy and teamwork.

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    1. Thank you :) Yes, pushing through is a great way to put it!! Thanks for stopping by.

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  2. I can so empathize with you. I am waiting for our spring and to emerge from our data coma. However, it's all thunderclouds and lightning in our forecast. Your positivity is so helpful to your colleagues and to those of us reading your slice.

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    1. Glad you picked up on the positivity. I worried this slice was too negative :) Although I'm sorry you suffer from data comas as well, it was comforting to know that we are not alone!

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  3. I love that you all worked together to make these great t-shirts! Thanks for sharing!

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  4. I have only been teaching for 8 years and I can't believe how it has changed in just that short amount of time. I love your shirts and sometimes it takes just a small thing to light that spark. Your colleagues are lucky to have you on their team.

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  5. Great t-shirts! Sounds like you have a wonderful school!

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