It felt Kind of like Fishing … Mon, Tues and Wed, the School at Home thing just wasn’t working like I had hoped. Each morning I would put lots of time and thought into creating an email that would contain a message filled with learning ideas, daily routine, etc. for that day of learning, then send it. Later in the day I would send another message, this time on Seesaw, and this one very different from that sent earlier in the day. Each time I would click send … and with excitement and anticipation I would wait. I would wait for a number like 1, 2 or 3 to appear next to ‘New Mail’ to give me a signal that my students and parents were tuned into my messages and they wanted to respond back. But nothing, so I’d wait a little longer, nothing, and longer, still nothing, til that early on thrill and excitement turned into boredom, then frustration and finally this isn’t working.
It seemed like one of those days when I was a kid, we would be out in the middle of nowhere on a lake in WI or MN in a tiny little boat, with anticipation I would pick out the juiciest worm, bait my hook and cast into the water … and with excitement and anticipation I would wait. I would wait for that red and white bobber to do its job, give me a signal that a million fish were eyeballing my bait. And the bobber sat motionless, so I’d wait a little longer, nothing, and longer, still nothing, til that early on thrill and excitement turned into boredom, then frustration and finally this isn’t working.
M -W felt just like that, so yesterday, just like fishing, time to step up my game. I put a new plan in place, I reached out individually to my students and to some of their parents. I created very individual messages and again hit send. This time, no waiting, 1 then a 2 next to ‘inbox’ and I could see minutes appearing next to students names on iReady and then another reply in my inbox and it was a wonderful thing, it worked! I found my fishing spot, my worm was juicy, the fish were looking at it, my parents were reading it, the fish digested it, the parents and students began to respond, and it was sweet, and it brought back old memories of days on that sweet spot on a lake in WI or MN … kind of like fishing.