Walmart’s back-to-school pencil ads and our janitor waxing our classroom floors can only signal one thing: the start of another school year. Along with the right-of-passage teacher nightmares of missing photocopies and the classroom troublemaker, leaving us sweaty and vigilant in our beds, the new year that rises to meet us teachers offers a handshake—a truce, an agreement to do this year right.
Will you do this year right?
Looming large in most teachers’ minds is classroom management. Last year, the spit balls were too wet, the gum under desks too sticky, and the noise level in their classrooms too loud.
Ragged and resentful, these teachers decide: something must be done.
And so began most of my conversations with Jerry, the janitor at my previous school, in the first three years of my teaching.
Hunched over my keyboard, my red eyes peering into my computer screen, like a shipwrecked tourist searching for a chunk of floating wood, I googled endless combinations of words in search for the perfect worksheet, the lesson, the video, that would allow me a bit of rest and keep a group of teens pacified– and, I dared to hope– interested.
Back then, planning a unit or even one lesson was a burden.
Today, with the sites I’ve discovered, the planning is much easier. Here are the 13 websites for English teachers I can’t live without.
As a teacher, you pine for summer vacation like a fat kid pines for ice cream and a Big Mac. Don’t pretend for a second that isn’t true. I don’t mean to say you and I don’t love children, or that we don’t love what we do. But the teaching grind–it grinds you down. And when the summer comes, all you want to do is put your ground up self in a hot tub and soak and become coffee.
Everybody and his pet rabbit wants to become a teacher. Around this time of year, at least three students tell me they want to become teachers. Later in the year, I often discover, more future teachers pop out of the woodwork.
With eyes that seem to look towards a utopia, these students tell me they want to teach. They tell me they want to share their love of Shakespeare. Biochemistry. The finer points of geography. And they want to inspire. They want to, through their gentle lovingness, spark the latent fire of intelligence and humanity in teenagers obsessed with spinners and dabs.