So, as always at the end of the school year, I begin to consider what I did this year that worked, and what I did that didn’t work. I think about what I will do next year that will be revolutionary…
I actually use that word, I always have. Yet, until this week, I never THOUGHT about the word. Why on earth would I want to create a revolution in my classroom? I mean, my “job” is to teach; to facilitate learning, to make change, one child at a time. My job is to find a way to get children to be aware of their world and want to, VOLUNTARILY… give a damn about it.
I want children to get excited about science. I don’t really care about test scores or whether or not someone who wouldn’t have a clue if you bought one for them, thinks I’m good at “doing my job”. I want to give children a reason to WANT to learn. So, yes, I do want to start a revolution. I want to be revolutionary.
This epiphany makes me giddy. I mean, I’m spending hard earned money to learn more about educational technology than the average teacher even cares about. I’m hoping to take this newfound knowledge to a place where I KNOW the revolution will not be televised. (RIP Gil Scott Heron, I love you man.) I’m spearheading an initiative in my building to try to convince teachers that they can be more, do more and give more to their students.
I’m meeting a little resistance, but the research says I will. I just want everyone to be as excited about allowing children to learn as I am. Did I say that? ALLOWING children to learn? When did we stop allowing children to learn? When did we make it all about force feeding them what we’ve decided they should accept instead of giving them the space to just.. learn.
What’s your revolutionary plan for the coming school year?
Its time. Just ask Sir Ken Robinson. We see eye to eye on this particular matter.