Last year was a flood of traveling to DU and in between to the graduations of my first group of students at KIPP.
This year my final class that I taught a KIPP graduated tonight. For as much as I struggled to find my style as a teacher in my first two years teaching at KIPP and as much as it pained me to leave, looking back on it all it was the journey I needed to take to understand what a school should be. Had I not left KIPP I would not have found Orff; it all happens for a reason.
Hearing my students' names called brought back a flood of memories and laughed with former coworkers about as we watched them walk. I'm still in awe that I got to teach these kids and see how amazing they ended up. Had I taught anywhere else in my first two years I'm pretty certain that I would have left teaching. The memory of those kids keeps me going wanting to be the best teacher I can be
The realization then hit me that there will be a non-stop flow of graduations from this point on. My first middle schoolers at my current school will be seniors next year and so the flow will continue. It's my new normal that will never feel normal
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