Thursday, June 26, 2014
Three days. Just three days. It hardly seems possible for ten years to be trumped by three, relatively short days, but that's exactly what happened. I attended my first WBT workshop. EVER. The first time I was in the real-live-presence of WBT in real life. I had watched some YouTube videos and read some of the ebooks (even a few chapters of Coach B's book), so I thought I knew what I was getting into...BOY WAS I WRONG! And, I have to admit I have never been so happy to be wrong. This was no "convention" like I had ever attended. I was in heaven, for THIS WAS SUMMER DAY CAMP FOR TEACHERS!
There was an all group time, a small group time, and (like every camp) lunch time. We had our counselors, our own camp songs (of sorts), camp stories and jokes. I made lots of new friends. But the biggest thing is that I cannot get WBT out of my head. I want to do everything to recreate that "camp" feeling for my students! I want them to feel the energy and fun about my subjects that I did about WBT. I want them to leave my 55 minute class thinking, "Mrs. Benge's class is over already?" I want them to walk out of my class period wanting more...yes, that's it. I want to leave them wanting more!
It is Thursday morning. Two short weeks ago, I interviewed for my position. That Friday I was "officially" offered the job by the district, Saturday I packed for my trip, and Sunday I drove to Pineville, Louisiana. Monday morning I felt a bit like a fish out of water -- but that soon changed! By Wednesday I was just like any camper...ready to go home, but sad to leave my experience behind. Just one week ago I returned home. There hasn't been a day since that I haven't thought of a zwoop, eert, big gesture, or scaffolding. My brain is ON FIRE! I wake up in the middle of the night and my thoughts are in teach-okay phrases! I actually used the word "guff" with my daughter yesterday (and, yes, I then had to explain what it meant). I have applied what I learned as best I can to my parenting...secretly wishing I could go full-tilt on my unsuspecting three.
There hasn't been a week day since my return that I haven't been in my classroom. Honest engine. Yesterday I was there with my daughter for just shy of 6 hours. She arranged my 400+ books for the classroom library.
Yes, they are already posted at the front of my room! Sweet Mama, I'm sick -- I've got WBT Fever!
Power to the Teachers!
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
It's summer. Two of my children are home, the third is at camp. I have post-camp laundry from two, the dregs of my post-trip laundry, and regular, every day laundry ALL piled up.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Nearly twelve years ago, I taught two years of fourth grade and nine years of sixth grade. I loved the interaction with the students, seeing the "ah-ha" moment when they understood a concept. I loved coming up with new ways to teach old tricks. I loved learning from my students. I. Loved. Teaching! Then we began our own family. My husband and I both wanted me to stay home to raise our children--it was a blessing to get to do just that!
Our three are older and more independent now, and I have been restless at home. I have tutored, dabbled in gardening, worked at a coffee shop and my husband's office. I have learned scrapbooking, knitting and quilting and crochetting. The past three years I have even substituted PK-12 and have realized the "teacher itch" is still there. This fall I will be back in my own classroom teaching sixth grade English/Language Arts at middle school. And. I. Am. EXCITED!
I may have gone off the teacher track, but Mrs. Benge is coming back!