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.

For the important difference, we need to make in these battlefields of opinions and misunderstandings, is the one we need to understand between, the situations we need to defuse and the conversations we need to fuel. We are facilitators of discussion and learning, not just overqualified and underpaid babysitters. 

Much like that liquid, which we become, we help these individuals find their own similar form and guide their thinking and attention through the maze of understanding and questioning their realities. Like a tailor we facilitate the coming together and joining of the ideas into a massive tapestry of marvel. We ensure that all the knowledge suits them and addresses their needs and wants in life.

Well, We try at least.