Memories wash over me, slowly, almost painfully. I've decided upon "bittersweet" to describe that late day in May of 2011. The excited chant of children at a pep-rally, but this was no ordinary pep-rally. It was a day to celebrate the student's hard work throughout the year, preparing them for the MCT II that loomed ahead. I joined a group of bouncing 4th graders wearing matching yellow shirts. I watched in admiration as their teacher's enthusiasm matched their own. My own son was privileged to be a part of this group. From the beginning of the school year, I knew Ms. Blackwell was one of those teachers that a child never forgets. My son, a good student, but always a bit timid, began to become more animated than I had ever seen him, describing his school day. I realized he was learning and at the same time having a lot of fun. This is not an easy feat for a teacher to incorporate into a classroom, especially wi...
The "daze" in the life of a teacher......