I like to think of myself as a liberal, unconventional, student-centric kind of a teacher, and yet when this morning after a meeting I walked into my classroom which was under the supervision of a colleague and found all 21 of my students sprawled about-- lying on the floor, sitting under the tables, perched on yet-to-be-unpacked cardboard boxes of books and windowsills, I literally gasped.
"What is going on here?" I demanded, scanning the room for some adult presence.
"I knew they had to take a standardized test, and so I let them get comfortable," my coworker whispered from over in the corner.
I looked around. With the exception of those kids who were staring at me because of my disruption, the rest were all quiet and focused on the laptops in front of them. I walked to my desk and checked the teacher dashboard for the test, and they all seemed to be making progress.
"Sorry if I overstepped," my colleague said as she headed for the door.
"No, no," I assured her. "You were in charge. Thank you for covering my class! Really!" And I meant it-- but as for me? I think I will continue to administer tests to students sitting in chairs at tables.
"What is going on here?" I demanded, scanning the room for some adult presence.
"I knew they had to take a standardized test, and so I let them get comfortable," my coworker whispered from over in the corner.
I looked around. With the exception of those kids who were staring at me because of my disruption, the rest were all quiet and focused on the laptops in front of them. I walked to my desk and checked the teacher dashboard for the test, and they all seemed to be making progress.
"Sorry if I overstepped," my colleague said as she headed for the door.
"No, no," I assured her. "You were in charge. Thank you for covering my class! Really!" And I meant it-- but as for me? I think I will continue to administer tests to students sitting in chairs at tables.
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