When the school year started, I had the best of intentions in sharing my experiences of navigating this school year. And then the school year happened. And my blogging didn't. So here are the Cliff's notes of what has happened since my Week 2 post back in September:
- We went back to school. And it was probably my least favorite teaching experience ever. No instruments. 90-120 minute classes. No technology for students. No books to utilize. No group work (understandably!). Kids in and out for quarantine. Me desperately song and dancing my way through those looooong classes trying to find ways to engage kids. Any time I wasn't at school I was researching movie music and trying to find ways to create a curriculum about it. All that plus the constant worry of getting sick and/or bringing it home to my family...I can't ever remember being so stressed as a teacher.
- While we were in school I wore an N95 mask, a colorful mask overtop, a face shield, and scrubs to save wear and tear on my good school clothes. I also put a big tape line down on the floor to force myself to keep my distance from my students, which I hated but was necessary. The second I came home, all my clothes went into a Rubbermaid tub and I went right to the shower.
- Gotta say that I didn't hate wearing scrubs though. No worrying about what to wear, super comfy, TONS of pockets!
- Being F2F only lasted about a month before our community numbers rose so high so rapidly that we ended up being back to our remote set up. It was a weird feeling to be so relieved but also so guilty at my relief because it meant things were awful for others.
- We've been remote since late November. We've used our band time to play instruments, but the number of cameras on has dwindled down to single digits in several classes. I have no idea what most of my kids are doing during our class time. Teaching blank boxes might be safer, but it's depressing and getting harder to stay "On."
- Our first ever Virtual Concert premiered last week! I am so proud of what our kids have accomplished. I was also a little proud of myself for literally learning video editing on the fly to put it together. It was crazy tedious and I don't even want to think of the hours spent on what amounted to an eight minute concert. It was wonderful to hear my kids "playing together" again. The first time I got the audio to line up on a chorale my 7th graders were playing, I burst into tears.