High School Class Dojo Beats A Teacher's Thanksgiving Poem ????
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A heartfelt ode to the beats that make classrooms thrive. Read the poem on Medium: Teaching is chaos. It’s loud, wild, and full of surprises. But within the noise, there’s connection. There’s trust. There’s growth.
Every day, I walk into their world—a world of unfiltered dreams, side-eyes, and whispered dramas. Gratitude sneaks in like sunlight through cracked blinds.
It’s in the smirks after a joke lands, the groans when decimals matter, and the quiet pride in doing the hard thing—and surviving.
Out in the world, they count coins, navigate bus routes, and debate gifts for a Christmas swap at the Dollar Tree. In those moments, I see rebellion against doubt and the limits placed on them. I see gratitude in their laughter, their glances, their joy in who they’re becoming.
They remind me why I’m here. Not just to teach, but to roar with them—into their futures, into their possibilities, into gratitude for this life.
pausing this moment to reset and recharge
2 个月Wow... I can relate this to my teaching practicum. Teaching itself should be chaotic, but yes, the reality here in Toronto, or at least in my Kindergarten classroom in the fall, was like that. In fact, before the first day of school in September, I was already burned out. I kept questioning who created this chaotic scenario... I can say a few things, but I will let others fonder the same thing from this article. #hereIstandforyou #teacher