Changing my name?
I wonder when it was that the teacher became the be all and end all voice that matters? What am I doing to the kids in my room that they have to have my opinion. They have to show me their work and know that I think it's okay before they can move on and finish creating whatever they are creating.
I mean, okay, it's flattering. 32 little people who want, or need your stamp of approval. And when one of them raises up the Hopi pot they are making and says, Miss Rivers, is this good? It's hard to not give that nod of approval.
It's not just that I'm exhausted after an hour spent constantly reassuring children that their work is good (or admonishing them to stop trailing flour across the floor) that I'm thinking about this. I would certainly be less tired if their peers opinions meant as much as mine. But I do think that part of being a student centered classroom is realizing that the teacher isn't the only one in the room with the "right" answers.
The same thing happened in math today. I was showing the students how to do something new and many of the students at the group tables understood. I encouraged them to help each other, but when it was time to do some independent work, I asked kids to come to the carpet if they wanted me to show them how to do it again. 10 of them came, despite the fact that they were sitting next to people who wanted to help them.
I need to work on fostering this environment in my room.
