I’m a teacher, and somewhere along the way I picked up the habit of walking around the room. But not while the students are doing their work to help. No, I walk around when I’m giving directions. Kids twists their heads and spin their bodies in the their chairs like how ducks follow bits of bread being thrown into a lake.
Sometimes I have a piece of paper in front of my face, because you know, that’s what I’m reading from.
No big deal.
Really it was only a matter of time before I walked into a wall.
And I did.
I gave perfect directions.... to a wall.
My students... not so much.
In my many fails, this one wasn’t too bad, And I’m not even going to crack a joke like talking to a wall is more responsive than my students. Because that’s not true at all. My students are amazing. In fact when I turned on my heels and continued to give them directions. They all collectively smiled at me, we shared a fun little giggle and moved on.
Last time I checked, walls don’t giggle and enjoy a joke.
<-- my class without kids.
The wall that got perfect instructions. And in case you were wondering, there's a framed picture of Stitch reading and two pictures of Phineas and Ferb (drawn by my students) and Comic Book Guy saying, Best. Teacher. Ever. And some pictures of Zoey.
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