As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I write haiku about my teaching practice. This is the sixth post in the series.
Teaching and learning have both been upended in recent weeks and, while I am energized by change, I’m still searching for ways to process this one. Our new normal has arrived with no mercy for what we took for granted. Who would have thought I would miss my trapezoidal desks and the fight my SmartBoard always seemed to give me. I miss making copies and catching up with colleagues who I never see around the building. I miss the building. Maybe it misses us too.
School reborn on screen
Empty classrooms left confused
Where are the humans?
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