Wednesday, April 6, 2016

April is the cruelest month.....

This is the time in a school year where bulletin boards are frayed , inspirational posters are  dog eared and the nerves of students and teachers are a little frazzled.

It is time when teachers think back on the promise of what was supposed to be in early September and then are confronted with the reality of how much needs to be done before the standardized tests begin. In April we all need resilience, patience and a little humor to get through the tedious days of test prep and grading.

Thinking back on last summer,  I had so many ideas for lessons that would inspire and cultivate new thinking in my students.  To be fair, some did come to fruition. Other lessons failed miserably and still others were successful without me actually knowing why at the time. The time for reflection is still a few months away when I will spend a good portion of my summer , as I always have.....planning for the best year ever! Until then, I can read some T.S. Eliot and wait for the rain.

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering         5
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.

T.S. Eliot (1888–1965).  The Waste Land.  1922. 


  1. It is like you read my mind...I always feel like a salmon swimming up stream this time of year, struggling to keep up with all my good intentions and best laid plans floating away.
    Thanks you for sharing, it is nice to know I am not alone. :)