I’ve been giving
thought to alternate careers lately. I’ve been a teacher for seventeen years
now. The same school. The same grade. The same room. It’s been a good run. It
really has.
But…
I think back to
all the reasons I became a teacher. I wanted to shape the future, inspire young
learners, better humankind. Lofty goals, but good fuel on which to stoke the
fires of a career.
Have I reached
any of these goals? I’d like to say yes. I run into former students on a regular
basis and a good many of them have turned into something productive. Most have
gone on to college. Some are already beginning their own careers. A few have
written to me, thanking me for my guidance. These are all good things. Things
that help me wake up each day and get my ass into work.
As I look at the
current state of education, however, I grow weary. Teaching is less and less
about shaping the future, inspiring young minds, or bettering humankind.
Teaching today is about accountability. Now, don’t get me wrong. I understand
that we need ways to measure student progress and teacher effectiveness. We
need methods to improve our educational practices. We need to hold teachers and
students accountable for what goes on in our nation’s classrooms every day.
But we’re sucking
the fun out of learning, peeps. Totally. And not just for the students. I don’t
have fun at work like I used to.
I’ve had a few
moments more recently where I’ve been in the middle of a lesson and I think to
myself, “Does anyone care about this? Is this going to change students’ lives
in any way?”
Are those
expressions on students’ faces ones of boredom? Is the inattention a sign that
this is all too easy, too hard, not relevant? Can everything students “need” to
learn just be googled nowadays on their cell phones? Am I less interesting than
an online multimedia experience that can present the material in a more
engaging way? A way that will capture students’ attention and keep it?
Sometimes I feel
as if I’m competing so hard for students’ attention that I’ll never succeed.
Gone are the days where my students and I would thoroughly explore a topic
through good books and solid conversation with sustained involvement. Now it’s
all two-minute videos with music and animation. It’s short, mini-lessons –
quick hits – because the human attention span is like under ten seconds. It’s
power-up-your-laptop-kids-and-click-your-way-through-your-education, followed
by take-this-online-assessment-so-I-can-collect-buttloads-of-data-on-you. Data
that directly affects the ratings I receive from my administration. Ratings
that don’t take into account all the variables—many that I have absolutely no
control over—that go into a student’s success.
Meanwhile, kids
don’t know how to talk to each other anymore. They’re going to grow up to be
adults who don’t know how to talk to each other. Respect appears to be a
non-existent skill too.
This depresses
me.
I need an
alternative… or I need to make changes. Changes that maybe don’t jive with the
“requirements,” but make good sense. For me. For them. For society.
I don’t have any
answers just yet, but I’m keeping an eye out for new opportunities. Mostly ones
that have to do with writing. That’s where I always feel pulled. That’s where I
always feel inspired. Writing offers the chance to live in a fantasy world
where things make sense to me.
Where things are
fun again.
So what do you
think? Mid-life crisis? Real concerns? Shut up and be happy you have a paying
job with health benefits? Weigh in.
Toodles,
Chris
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