I choose a student desk to work at after school. This is out of partly out of necessity (I don’t have a desk) and because I like having space to sort out my day.
Today I look at end-of-the-year student data and wonder. What will they hold on to? Was this year enough? Will they keep reading and writing? I worry about those kiddos that should have grown more.
A knock on the unlocked door is followed by two, sixth graders, come to visit. We settle into a conversation, and the papers are forgotten. We catch up. Talk about family, friends, their classes. It’s always a gift when former students come back. I feel honored by their presence.
“Everyone looks so little,” says Jay*. “I feel so old.”
“Can we use a Chromebook?” Kalie* asks.
Go ahead I tell them, and I lean in to see what they are up to.
“I’m going on to Canva,” says Jay.
These two loved Canva last year. They spent hours at home creating pictures to go with their writing. Jay pulls up an image with the title Going to Rome superimposed on a picture of Kalie in mid-leap.
So cool. I ask, “is this for school?”
“No, we just do this for fun,” Jay says.
We talk until suddenly Jay says, “We gotta go.” And they’re off.
Just when I got to a hopeless-I-don’t-do-enough-for-kids moment, they walked in and saved my day.
Thank you, Two Writing Teachers, for Slice of Life Tuesdays. Read more slices here.