Depression falling.
After so many weeks of pain…
I feel at peace now.
Asexual me
I’m Aromantic so please
Do not scar with ‘love’…
My second classroom…
I taught Japanese studies.
I was twelve-years-old.
I had a whole classroom full of peers that hated me.
I was the ‘weird’ kid who was friends with all the teachers.
Many of my peers left my speech on Japan wanting to visit the country.
It was nerve wracking but wonderful.
It was mostly in the library at first…
A pull out situation for English Language Learners…
Three and a half weeks were spent on ACCESS testing…
Two weeks were spent in the classroom…
Then BOOM: Pandemic…
There was no reason for me to stay at the Grad House so I left…
Well, I picked up UDairy Ice Cream and Ramen from Kumamoto in Newark, DE…
THEN I left…
So really, my seventh classroom was mostly on Zoom…
I did not end up doing the edTPA…
But I have a lesson, materials, and assessments set up to do so…
Golden chocolates.
Foil wrapped Leprechaun coins.
Mouth melting goodness.
Chocolate is love.
A filling is optional.
Peanut butter though.
Three weeks just sitting in a library watching ELLs take the ACCESS test…
Oh great, Corona.
I’m banned from the school and go home.
Now, the school shuts down and the children seldom show.
I sit in my bedroom talking to the walls on Zoom.
YouTube stories…picture books and animations on environmental and wildlife conservation…
Stories lead to class discussions and simple assignments.
The edTPA is not going to happen.
Thankfully I don’t need it for institutional backing once I finally graduate.
Virtual classrooms where students are constantly interrupted by poor internet or having to watch younger siblings.
These kids are learning nothing yet being passed onto the next grade.
It’s such a disservice…
I bounced from school-to-school for a while before landing…
I was placed in a pull-out position where I would work with English Language Learners…
They were new to the country and new to the school…
A lot of the students were true beginners unable to associate phoneme to letter…
It was a lot of work, considering I only see them twice a week for half an hour at most…
Hybrid classes…come to school two days…go virtual three…
Except they don’t show up and do no work…
Fortunately, I’m not a ‘real’ teacher yet…
They only get some additional language support from me…completely homework free.
Of if they needed to talk…I was always willing to listen.
The Pandemic is hard on all of us…
Forget your standards and your deadlines…
Let children be children…
Watching a movie
It is so very trippy
Appropriate drugs
Oh no, another
Praxis test to take
I must prove my worth.
Depression hurts, man.
Some days I just don’t want to…
Breathe deep and enjoy.