As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I write haiku about my teaching practice. This is the 13th post in the series.
Over the last several months, my writing has slowed. I noticed, but did nothing. So many impactful moments from inside my classroom and out have come and gone. Instead of grabbing them, holding them, and unpacking them through my writing, I let them go.
Writing here has always given me permission to slow down and uncover meaning from the constant blitz of teaching. As a result, this blog has helped make teaching sustainable. By forgoing the opportunity to reflect on the transition from last year to this year, I have created a void.
I’ll never know all that has passed me by. ∞
My hidden story
All that I failed to notice
Felt but never seen
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