It's one of those months. You know what I mean. The kind where I try to uphold the rules and get called things like "dictator" and "out to get kids." One of those. Those frustrated feelings, coupled with a facebook post by a fellow teacher who is feeling much the same, lead me on a journey to search for positivity and to focus on what I love about teaching.
As usual, the kids delivered.
This morning, first hour was reading Macbeth. We're at the fun part -- where the whole story starts to unravel. Today we heard from Lennox, the Witches, Donalbain's sons, and discussed some geography (nobody knew where Scotland was in relation to England!). We read aloud. We laughed. We made and missed connections to the text. We laughed some more. Yeah, Macbeth is hard, but my first hour kids were handling it like champions and taking me along for the ride. They asked questions. They accused the witches of being tricky. We talked about the allusion to the "double, double toil and trouble" speech in Hocus Pocus. We did everything that makes teaching literature to students fun. I went to do hallway duty between classes with a huge grin on my face because those kiddos reminded me exactly why I love teaching.
Also, some of my juniors who I've been privileged to know for the past 3 years through scholastic bowl as well as my classroom delivered this to me today before second period:
As usual, the kids knew what I needed without me having to ask. I love working with students.
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Kari teaches English I to 9th graders (!) and other electives in rural Iowa. Her husband is also an English teacher, and their friends have sworn to never help them move again because "even libraries don't have that many books."