As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I’ve been writing 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
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