Steve Hargadon has used this poem before in his talks and I like the message. But I wonder sometimes, do we “Old Crows” really know where to go? What principles guide how we use our classroom time? What is the goal? And what will they remember?
Will they remember that day we reviewed for the test? Likely not. Will they remember the day we worked on conjugations? Doubt it.
Will they remember the visits to Bent Elementary, watching El Norte, and realizing that many of these children are just one generation removed from the immigrant experience? Maybe. Will they remember the day we visited the Art Gallery here on campus and talked about what we saw. Maybe. Will they remember the days we spent in the computer lab working together to write plays and letters. Maybe. Will they remember the day Jesús threw a wad of paper from the back of the room, which bounced behind the fluorescent light before landing in the garbage can. Probably.
What will they remember?
Another way to look at this is how habits form. It takes repeating an action at least seven times (made-up number) before it has any hope of sticking. What did I do in my classroom more than seven times that had any hope of sticking in my students’ minds and hearts?
I’m not sure. I’ll let you know when the evals come in. Or when I see them again in 15 years.