RING. a modern day in the life of teaching (roughly)
RING The day slowly grinds to a start. As the wild and studious students awake from their social slumber and deliriously make their presence known in classes. They shift along like a hoard of zombies. Just slightly livelier than zombies though for they talk and text, but they still, figuratively, want your brains! They saunter inside, take their positions and then much like an unenthusiastic orchestra, they sit when acknowledged. I stand, as the silence roars, I can begin my teaching. Moving and weaving like a liquid through a maze (amazing), finding my way to the centre, their brains. Accessing and pinpointing their storage cabinets, trying to cram them full of my knowledge, passing it on, and paying it forward. Unlocking their potential. Some of the hoards participate and thrive, while the others barely seem to be alive. They stare and grunt while the other push and shunt. Trying to be the first in line, to ask and query they’re questions and solve their complex answers.