The Visit

All day long, nonstop.

No breaks.

Always on the move.

What a chaotic morning! My class and I just walk in.

Finally get settled, and the three bosses show up with grins.

Walking around, notepad, tablets out.

Searching for something to doubt.

"What is the purpose? What will they do with these?"

" Well, they are 5 making puppets you see. They are having fun and building their comprehension"

Someone is not satistified with the tension.

" But why doesn't each group have a copy of the book?"

I take a deep breath, and politley said, " Look,

I just don't have enough you see. "

I wish the day would just end right then and there.

"GET OUT!" I said in my head. "LEAVE and let us be! We are having fun with our project, GEE!!"

Oh no, the day was far from over. You wanted to meet me and my team later that day.

What time is good, was never asked. Our lunch was taken away to complete this task.

Hungry. Stomach grumbling. My team approaches your office door.

"Five minutes more," you asked as food crumbles on your floor.

Walk back, heads down. Can't say a thing.

Ten miuntes later, maybe it was twelve, you walk into the room with a ding.

Six ladies waiting with lumps in our chests.

You ask about this and that, glad you are enjoying this little chat.

"More rubrics, checklists, DATA. Yes!" you say.

No. Just go away.

Just leave us to teach. We do great work.

Our kids are all smiles throughout the day.

Please, let this pressure go away.

Give us more resources, more guidance, okay?

Our students are not numbers, but humans beings.

We all have feelings.

You walk out the door.

We all take a breath.

Back to work.

See you the next time you visit.