I Used to Be a Fun Teacher

“A lot of crazy moments that kept us coming back and moving forward. A fun teacher, yeah, that used to be me.”

I used to be the fun teacher. The one that had the crazy ideas, the noisy classroom, the one where kids couldn’t wait to see what they would do next.  I wasn’t the only one, by any means. Being a 5th grade teacher meant there was a lot of laughing.  A lot of crazy moments that kept us coming back and moving forward.  A fun teacher, yeah, that used to be me.

Now it seems I am the hard teacher.  The one with the crazy expectations, the one that makes you sit and write or read.  The one that keeps telling you to try again, to give me more, to explain further, to revise, to edit, to think harder.  The one that talks too much, asks for too much.  It seems somewhere in my transition from 5th to 7th I forgot what teaching needs to also be about; joy.  Not…

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