As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I write haiku about my teaching practice. This is the eighth post in the series.
Over the last few years, the relationship I have with my students has changed a lot. It’s evolved into something more honest, vulnerable, and aware than ever before. This haiku captures a recent exchange I had with a student and is a testimony to my growth in connecting with my kids.
Voice, email, then zoom
One hundred twenty minutes
You becoming you