In exactly 12 hours I will be sitting in a meeting at school.
I can’t believe how fast the summer went. I did that to myself, really, with a seven-week trip that took me from Utah to Tokyo and back, with a brief stopover in Colorado. By the time I was home again, it was July 11th, less than 30 days to meetings at school.
I am feeling all the normal feels of the start of a new school year–fear, excitement, frustration–which tells me that I’m still doing what the universe thinks I should be doing. The year I feel none of these things is probably the first sign it’s time to move on. But this is not that year.
I have a mostly-new newspaper staff, and the editors are willing to make some sweeping changes in how we cover news at the school.
I am adjusting some of my assignments to be more about practice and less about point values.
And I am setting a goal to be more reflective this year.
At the end of last year, I applied for a scholarship to a master’s program. I did not get the scholarship, and I was a little bummed because paying for a second master’s degree is not really something I want to do.
But in my scholarship essay, I explained how I have not written much lately about what goes well and what goes not-so-well in my classroom. I’m not present enough in my craft, because I’m too worried about the litany of concerns that currently plague educators in this country.
So the night before school starts, I am thinking about how I can be more reflective, more present, more involved in my classroom.
I have some ideas percolating, and one of those ideas is to blog more here. I don’t need to be enrolled in a master’s program to be more reflective, and I know I don’t need a master’s program to inspire me to write more often than I have been.
The trick is to remember to do it. To make the time for it.
Welcoming any suggestions for how I make that happen.