As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I’ve been writing Haiku about my teaching practice. This is the fourth post in the series.
As my career has matured through the years, I have learned to embrace my summer more and more. These two months represent precious reflection time for me. For this reason, I outwardly defend my summer. I purposely stay away from any sort of teaching environment; I can’t genuinely reflect if I’m still in the game, making decisions, and in the flow.
Outside of the personal benefits, this time away from the classroom allows me to pause my teaching and check in with myself. This summer is no different. My thoughts about my teaching have been plentiful and will surely evolve and change over the next several weeks. But before they do, I wanted to gather some recent, and important, reflections with this Haiku.
Letters to know one
Muggy thoughts, discerning sun
Who will we become?
As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I’ve been writing Haiku about my teaching practice. This is the third post in the series.
It’s always during this time of year that I feel closest to my students. For 45 minutes a day for five days a week, we have helped one another shoulder life’s highs and lows. We have been through battles. We’re different people now than we were 10 months ago. We’re stronger, wiser. We’ve grown together. We’ve learned plenty of math, too.
And just as I feel the comforting embrace of these thoughts, like now, the Regents rears its ugly, formidable head. And then I am disheartened.
With a soaring rate is at
Odds with a scaled score
As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I’ve been writing Haiku about my teaching practice. This is the second post in the series.
My students and I will be doing some Sidewalk Math this week. Inspired by one of my exceedingly poetic students, and in the spirit of my recent interest in haiku, I wrote this:
With a little chalk
Pattern and logic emerge
From a shy sidewalk
As an alternative means of capturing my thoughts and reflections, I’ve been writing Haiku about my teaching practice. This is the first post in the series.
I have loved to write for a long time. But now, for the first time in my life, I’m beginning to really appreciate poetry. Specifically, Haiku.
Crisp and elegant, it’s simplicity is a major draw for me. It captures what’s left of a moment after you strip away all of the noise that accompanies it. I’m hoping to plunge myself into this art form in the coming months. Other than some scribbles in a notebook, here’s my humble first attempt.
I left home for home
Reunited here today
My students and I