So, yesterday was the first day back after a "long winters nap".
We gathered to hear the wise words of the next big thing coming down the educational train.
Logical self: Sounds good, makes sense, nice improvement, I can do this.
Cynical self: To the tune of Farmers Jingle-"I wrote a book, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum." A new way of grading...perhaps we launch this in August? The presenter compared teaching lessons to making pancakes - you only need 6 ingredients. The way that you "mix" those together is the result of a learning, teaching a unit, or something, something. Honestly, I begin to want pancakes instead of listening. (I was launching back into my good eating habits trying desperately to undo the damage of the holidays...really convincing my self that the protein smoothie I had had for breakfast would sustain me until lunch.) Now this presenter is talking about pancakes and I literally began to smell them.
I digress. The next thought was make pancakes?? After the pandemic and trying to deal with all the levels of actual learning that occurred, or did not occur, online or in person, I feel that I am still gathering ingredients at times. This bag of flour has sat on the shelf rotting, this one is fresh and ready, this one came in from abroad and is written in Sanskrit, there is no vanilla available, this one cannot have sugar, why is the milk sour, and so on.
It didn't help that the presentation was on Zoom and the presenter had no dynamic. Perhaps in person, he would have sparkled better or had the opportunity to truly interact. Plus his slides were blurry....or maybe it was just my "what time is it? I need more Chai tea!" eyes.
So today, "they" arrive. Sleepy, apathetic, hyper, glad to be out of the house, ready to explode for attention. Some had a great holiday with lots of fun things to do and great feasts, some never left their rooms, some worried about having anything to eat, some bounced around between parents, some slept the entire two weeks.
They will walk in with all their assorted luggage while I tap dance to get them back on track and launch the rest of the year.
So it is as the ad once stated, "time to make the donuts" um, pancakes.
