Spring has sprung in the south, and not even the Coronavirus can stop the pollen bloom happening around me. Thankfully, there have been spring showers to go along with it, so I’m hoping most of it has come and gone. Although if the congestion and headache are anything to go by today, well, the worst isn’t over yet.
The field behind my house is a sea of mustard, and quite the contrast to the budding green and splashes of color in my yard from a few flowering trees. Times like this make me wish I had a better talent for photography or with a paintbrush.
This time off has also made me realize why I never went into teaching. For one, I didn’t stockpile enough vodka and mixers to keep my sanity through the end of April.
Sam has been occupying himself with review work from teachers and supplemental online education. He was happy to realize that history documentaries and reading were acceptable forms of education to me.
School time, even home school time, looks a little different than back home. We are rural enough that outside town is not well wired for internet, and we have places where cell signals just don’t reach. No virtual classrooms mean we are a little more free in what learning looks like at our house. I’m expecting packets and review work soon enough, so being a little lax now isn’t the end of the world.
And while I may not be the best teacher, I was a student long enough to remember that finding joy in learning was half the battle. Conversations at dinner have gotten more chatty as the boys have all found things that interested them during the day and been excited to talk about them.
We’ve tried to keep life as normal as possible, and have been pretty successful in that regard. But conversations about why our country has shut down are part of that education. Included in those conversations are government responses, economic policy, supply chains and other topics pertinent to what is happening around us.
It is not often that you realize you are living through a chapter in history, or are part of a moment that will change society as it happens.
We are living in that moment, experiencing history rather than reading about it.
That is definitely a teaching moment....and a time in which we all can learn.