My Classroom
Sometimes, I take a moment in the craziness of
teaching and look around my classroom at my students. One group is around a circular table
discussing A Mango-Shaped Space by Wendy Mass, lamenting over a part in
the book that made them sad. Another
couple of students are on the computers, experimenting with making book
trailers using Animoto. Some of the kids
are scattered around the room, deep in silent reading their own carefully
chosen independent books. One boy
occasionally shows his friend a page in the graphic novel he’s enjoying, and
his friend laughs. Two or three kids are
at their desks working on the writing that goes with this month’s theme topic,
empathy. Sometimes, there are these
moments when I can stop and pause, breathe, and realize things are happening without
me. I can look around at all the book
covers I’ve printed off in color that line the tops of the walls all around the
room. I can see the bulletin board
labeled “Wall of Awesome” where sentence strips announce book series finished
by students and dates on which kids have met the 40 Book Challenge. Student work lines a whiteboard. Student-made precepts, inspired by Wonder,
cover the door. Plush toys of a gorilla
and an elephant, purchased at the Cincinnati Zoo during a Parent/Student book
club outing over The One and Only Ivan, sit atop a bookshelf. Books upon books nestle in numerous labeled tubs
everywhere I can put them. Essential questions are stapled to the corkboard
running along the top of the blackboard.
Big questions over our read aloud, Capture the Flag, cover a
piece of chart paper on the wall. Photographs
of students and me taken with authors are sitting around my desk area. An original watercolor by Matthew Cordell hangs
above a row of signed hardback books. It
is a happy, joyful, creative place.
Sometimes, I can’t believe I get to do what I do. My passion has become my profession, and my
profession has become my passion. How
lucky is that? In a moment, I will sit
down at the table to join the discussion about A Mango-Shaped Space,
listen to their stories about their pets, and I will share mine. Someone will probably call me over to edit
their book trailer. A student may finish
her book and ask for another recommendation just like it. Soon,
it will be lunch time and this moment will be interrupted and trumped by
growling stomachs. Some days, my classroom looks a lot more chaotic and not everything works. But sometimes, it
looks and feels like this.
What a lovely picture you paint of your classroom! I love this line: "My passion has become my profession, and my profession has become my passion." That really resonated with me. How lucky are we to get to do what we love everyday!
ReplyDeleteHolly, it's easy to see that your classroom means as much to you as my library does for me. It sounds like you have done a beautiful job building a safe and respectful environment where readers can grow as their interests grow. I love the "Wall of Awesome" These are lessons they will remember for years to come. You remind me of my favorite LA teacher, Mrs. Skipper. Some lessons are always remembered.
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