In a pickle.

This project started with grand plans.  Bringing technology into the 1300s.  Sounds great.


Romeo and Juliet is one of my favorite texts to teach, and if I am being honest, it’s one that I can do pretty off the cuff.  I use a lot from the Folger Shakespeare Company.  It’s tried and true, and the kids love it.  This became a welcome respite during a year where my courses were changed (haven’t taught grade 9 in a few years, and was given a brand new schedule this year) as was our curricular focus as now no teachers are in isolation and we have shifted towards a more collaborative model.  Collaboration is good.  I like collaboration.  Let’s learn and grow and develop and work with one another.  Great.  I am humble enough to realize that I am fallible, and that there are many ways in which I can improve teaching as a craft.  But man, this year has felt busy.


I even started early.  Shoot, this unit began in January.  This blog post should have been written ages ago.  But honesty is the best policy, and the greatest thing I have developed over these last few months is a massive abdomen with a small child residing inside, who hopefully will not make an appearance until after I complete this task.  My goal was to have this done before maternity leave began, which as it is, only lasts a few weeks as a result of the summer.  So here I sit, in my serviced Bangkok apartment (had to leave Yangon for this – the baby, not the project) with a sleeping toddler and a massive fear that I’ve painted myself into a corner.  Ironically, I have better internet at home.  But man, this year I kept feeling like I had plenty of time.


So what did I do?  I postponed my first blog post until right before it’s due.  It’s funny.  How many times have you sat in a PD/training/conference, etc. just to observe how teachers, who, for all intents and purposes are professional speakers, are also the worst listeners?

I highlight this because I have not followed the same advice I repeat over and over again to my students:

Don’t procrastinate.

Stay proactive.




But man, this year (2017) I’ve felt tired.  7:30 is a reasonable bedtime for an adult, right?  Right?

So what was my plan?  To make stuff interesting.  To breathe new life into a unit that needed refreshing.  To keep the kids engaged, and the lessons interactive, and to have a new technological spin on the things that were already successful.  I took heaps of notes somewhere.  But then I returned to work on a Monday to discover that maintenance had moved classrooms the weekend grades were due without a formal heads up.  And things just got lost…  it is what it is.  At least I was ahead of the game on my marks.  Many people lost those, and that was something.  My new classroom, thankfully, is lovely.  But for this project?  I had a plan.  I kept a plan.  And I reflected with a good ‘ol pen and paper.  That was apparently a bad plan.  It’s almost like I didn’t realize this was a tech course, and I should have kept it digital.  Oops.

Well, there’s no time like the present.  Best get going.