This March I’m “slicing” a piece of my teaching day every day.
Tonight I watched my fifth graders show their families their work during the annual school tradition: Open House.
At the desk in the back of the room, a student sat. Side by side with her mom. Chrome book open. Mom smiles as the doc her student emailed her comes up on her phone. She starts to read the story aloud. “No, Mom! I want to read it to you!” Mom stops letting her daughter read the piece she is currently working on.
In the front of the room, a son takes his mom on a classroom tour. She looks, listens, nods, smiles. His hand reaches up to the chart as he explains “what we do with this.” He picks up a chrome book. Soon they are huddled around the screen discussing his writing.
This scene repeats over and over again as families file in and take up residence in a comfy part of the classroom. Siblings lean in over shoulders getting a picture of their brother’s life. Perhaps their future.
The importance of this is palpable.
In the upper grades, Open House is up to the students. They walk into their classroom looking as it always does. Nothing new or extraordinary on the walls. Students tell their story of the classroom.
Having someone to show your work to; having someone to whom your success matters have immeasurable value. The ties that bind parents and children lit up the classroom tonight. To every family who walked through the classroom doors tonight, thank you for being the most important support system for children. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
Thank you, Two Writing Teachers for the March Slice of Life Challenge. Read more slices here.