Walking like a Giant
Usually, I write a blog on my last day of school, ruminating and reflecting upon the year that has just passed, and looking forward to the summer. Well, because my last day was as busy, hectic, and ultimately as fruitless-feeling as the entire year felt, I did not get a chance to write, nor did I have the inspiration to. Now, however, a full week into summer, sitting at a table in the Student Commons building on the University of Chicago campus, listening to a thunderstorm (possibly severe) roll in, my inspiration has arrived, and, blessedly, so has my chance to write. This just-passed year has been, in almost every way, the toughest I have had as a teacher, and it has made me question how long my timeline as an educator will run. This is sad because, all immodesty aside, I am a great teacher…maybe not in the ways the increasingly overbearing, atavistic Department of Education would approve of, but in all the ways that matter. I love my students and have formed real relationsh