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Wrapping Up

Wrapping Up

by suzannamoberg ♥ 1 Comment

As I begin a post that’s all about wrapping up my first year of teaching, it feels appropriate to start with the words,

“It feels like just yesterday…”

But we’ve established that this, my friends, is a safe space for honesty and reflection, so I’ll begin, instead, with these very honest words,

“It feels like it’s been 84 long, long years.”

(Cue Rose from The Titanic [I’d add a picture but I’m pretty sure that breaks many copyright laws and I’m no criminal]).

. . .

As you can probably surmise from the very lengthy gap between my last post and today (December 13?! Uff da.), I’ve been a bit busy. Let’s do a little “wrapping up recap” of the months since December!

– I traveled home to ND over Christmas break and again in May to be with family. The latter visit coincided with my middle sister’s university graduation; she’s off to medical school on the island of St. Maarten – bet you know where I’ll be spending all my school breaks for the next few years!

– I turned 23! I heard a rumor that nobody likes you when you’re 23, but so far so good 😊

– I adopted a dog! Her name is Zoey and she’s my whole world (we might be a bit co-dependent, but the best dog/dog mom duos are, right?!). She just turned 1 and it’s been so fun to watch her start turning from a puppy into a “real” dog (although if the terrible twos were a thing for puppies, my sweet Zoey girl would be the poster child).

Those ears! That tongue! Those paws! *heart eyes*

– My school began a new hybrid model. Classes switched from all online to a mix of in-person and online learning. While one of my classes remained virtual, I had the new opportunity of teaching both online and in-person classes at the same time. I quickly discovered that I knew far less about technology (why does nothing work when you’re in front of a group of students??) than I previously assumed. I also learned that having students in the classroom with me (even just one student) was way better than sitting alone in my kitchen (although I missed teaching in my pajama pants and spending my lunch break snuggling with my pup).

That pretty much brings us to today! I’ve got big plans for this summer that mostly involve me, a good book, and the pool at my apartment complex 😉

. . .

Looking back, my first year as a teacher was nothing like I expected. I wish that I could fill the rest of this post with all the positive things that came out of my year, but we’re all about honesty, so I’ll be blunt: I just can’t. Someday, but not today.

Today, I’m grateful that I survived the weirdest and longest year in the history of ever (well, I’m not a history buff so I can’t confirm that it has been the longest year, but if I were a betting woman I’d put a significant amount of money on that).

Today, I’m grateful that at least one student learned something in our English class (he learned my class was an easy “A” and left me with the parting words, “Ms. Moberg, I didn’t learn anything in your class this year.” *sigh*).

Today, I’m grateful for coworkers near and far willing to share resources, advice, and guidance.

Today, I’m grateful for friends and family letting me vent, cry, rant, brainstorm, bounce ideas, ramble, and so much more.

Today, I’m grateful that I choose this career and all the emotions that come with it.

Most importantly, today, I’m grateful for summer vacation. 😉 J.K., pretend I ended with that last one, it’s much more moving.

. . .

Time to sign off for now, but I’ll be back (sooner than 5 months from now, sorry ‘bout that)! I’ve got big plans for this next school year and I’m excited to get planning and share some of those ideas with all of you. Right now, my brain needs a little time to process the fact that I actually completed a whole school year of being a teacher. Thanks for sticking with me; cheers to year #2!

(And hey, it can’t get much worse right?! Knock on wood 😉)

Forgetting

Forgetting

by suzannamoberg ♥ 3 Comments

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve sat down to write (October 28th was my last post…how have almost 2 months flown by that quickly??!!)!

I’m not going to lie, when I started this blog I fully expected to be posting all the time. I was prepared to have so many funny stories to share, embarrassing moments for us all to laugh at, learning curveballs that I was thrown and adjusted to.

But instead, COVID teaching happened and I don’t have those funny stories. I don’t have embarrassing moments to share and laugh about. I don’t have any powerful insights into first-year-COVID-teaching-curveballs.

Those things will come, I know they will. I know that this isn’t a normal year. I know that I will soon have the opportunity to joke and laugh with my students. To embarrass myself and share those cringe-worthy moments with you. To share the wisdom of someone who’s “been there” and “done that”.

For now, this space has become a place to reflect. A place to evaluate the unique situation I’m in. A place to share the ups (however few and far between those feel) and the downs. A place to write down what’s happening in the moment so I don’t forget.

I’ve been doing a lot of forgetting lately.

Forgetting to sit down and write out a blog post.

Forgetting to water my plants (I regret to say that I lost my sweet plant whom I lovingly named “Fern” in early October. “Death By Neglect” has got to be a hard way for a plant to go.)

Forgetting to drink enough water myself (thankfully I’m a bit more resilient than my $1 succulent).

Forgetting to fold the laundry until it’s been sitting in the dryer for a few days getting wrinkly.

Forgetting to read a book from my “fun” pile.

Forgetting to post pictures from my Tennessee adventures (speaking of, please enjoy this masked-selfie my best friend and I took on our recent trip to Dollywood).

I promise we’re smiling under those masks!

Forgetting to work out.

Forgetting to pick up my Bible.

Forgetting to return phone calls and texts.

Forgetting where this blog post is going so I accidentally just keep rambling 😉

Forgetting to stop, to smile, and to take in this incredible and unique journey I’m on.

Forgetting to find joy in the little things.

Forgetting to take it one day at a time.

Forgetting to thank the friends and family who take time out of their own stressful and busy lives to check in on me and make sure I’m doing alright.

So friends (or strangers depending on who you are and how you came across this post), may this be a reminder to you.

Take a sip of water. (Give one to your plants, too, if you’ve got them.)

Take a walk around the block.

Fold the laundry (or don’t, you make the rules).

Put down your phone and read a few pages from one of those books taking up space on your nightstand.

Call your family and tell them you love them.

If you forget? Well hey, I probably did, too. We’ll try again tomorrow.

Adjusting Expectations

Adjusting Expectations

by suzannamoberg ♥ 2 Comments

At the end of class I save some time to ask my students for any last-minute questions, comments, or concerns that they have that weren’t addressed earlier in class. This allows them time to ask me about material we covered in class today, questions they have about homework, or even just time for us to chat (because that’s what we would do if we were in our physical classroom!).

So the other day I asked for student questions, comments, or concerns, and one student answered (through the chat because we haven’t quite graduated to unmuting and answering):

“Nothing it was a good lesson”

And y’all. I about fainted.

A good lesson??!!

For real??!!

It took me a moment to adjust and accept what that sweet, sweet student had just typed.

Because honestly? It didn’t feel like a good lesson to me.

…

Let me backtrack a little with some background information that I feel is relevant for the rest of this post.

Earlier this month my school had a weeklong fall break, so I packed up and headed home to North Dakota to get some much-needed family time. I stayed for an extra week and gave my students a tour of some of my very favorite places including, but not limited to,

  • My grandpa’s house
  • Badlands Ministries
  • The Brew

(On a completely unrelated note, if anyone wants to start a Nashville chain of that amazing little place please let my roommate and I know. Serious inquires only.)

  • My parent’s kitchen

While I was home, I did what any normal person would do: I got coffee every day from some of my favorite coffee places, I ate at some of my favorite restaurants, and I spent time with some of my favorite people.

And I learned a few things:

  1. Coronavirus is no joke and it’s not that fun to get. 10/10 do not recommend.
  2. Even first year teachers need a break.

For me, that break was a perfect time to step back, reevaluate, and reflect on how my first quarter had gone (don’t worry—I did some relaxing, too 😊).

I looked at my assignments. I looked at my lessons. I looked at my gradebooks. Something wasn’t quite lining up.

Until I got some advice:

“Have you looked at your expectations?”

Um…yes? Maybe? I don’t know?

I do know this:

  • I know what I’m expecting compared to the expectations that other teachers of this same subject have in their classes.

Seems like a pretty reasonable expectation to have.

  • I know what I’m expecting based on my past experience.  

There is it.

This is nothing like my past experience, but I was still setting expectations for my students and myself based on what I’d experienced in the past.

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It is okay to adjust my expectations.

It is okay to adjust my expectations of what being a teacher looks like, because the rose-colored glasses I was wearing looked cute but were not practical for long-term 😉.

It is okay to adjust my expectations of what my classroom looks like, because I’m a first-year teacher and I need to stick to a budget.

It is okay to adjust my expectations of what student engagement looks like, because I don’t know the students behind the screens and most of them are trying their best.

It is okay to adjust my expectations of what class in a Microsoft Teams meeting looks like, because virtual is different from in-person, but learning is still fun.

…

When that student told me:

“Nothing it was a good lesson”

We hadn’t done anything fancy. We hadn’t done anything earth-shattering. We were practicing end rhyme and labeling rhyme scheme by writing our own elementary-level poems and labeling them.

(Most of the poems centered around cats being hit with bats and frogs being kicked off logs and part of me is concerned but part of me is impressed they mastered the skill…adjusted expectation?).

They laughed (it was in the form of “lol” and “haha,” but I’ll take it). They responded to each other. They responded to me.

They had fun.

They learned.

It is okay to adjust my expectations.

So, sweet student, you are right.

It was a good lesson.

List of Love

List of Love

by suzannamoberg ♥ 1 Comment

Well y’all, I have officially made it through my first quarter of teaching!!

(How many exclamation points is too many? I was thinking one million would be appropriate in this instance.)

The end of the quarter means the start of fall break and some time to sit back, relax, and reflect on these past 9 weeks.

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I want to start by saying thank you to all who reached out to me after my last post. It’s hard for me to be vulnerable because I (like most people I’m sure) like to make it seem like I’ve got it all together. Spoiler alert: I do not have it all together.  

(Insert cliché “We may not have it all together, but together we have it all” and cue the “awwww” from the audience 😊).

It’s really easy for me to focus on the negative, and I think I’ve gotten really sucked into that mindset lately. Frankly, it’s easier to say “ugh, this happened to me today and that really sucked” than it is to say “gosh, that wasn’t great but here’s something that was.”

And guess what? So. Many. Great. Things. Have happened to me (both in and out of my classroom) since this school year started! So, here’s a little “list of love” to kick off this fall break:

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1. I love that I’ve (virtually) met some really amazing students who make me giggle and smile.


1.5. I love that some of those students even turn their cameras on sometimes 😉


2. I love that I’ve started to discover who I am as a teacher and what works for my students in our virtual space.


3. I love that virtual school allows me to teach from home, from school, or even from North Dakota.


4. I love that I’ve (virtually) met some of the kindest, most supportive colleagues who answer all 7 billion questions that I ask them daily.


5. I love that I have the greatest support system who are always there for kind words, a shoulder to cry on, and advice to pick me back up.


6. I love that I get to attend soccer tournaments, golf tournaments, pool parties, and sleepovers, and make memories with my family down here.


7. I love exploring the hiking trails, the parks, the food, and the water (and pretty much everything) in my new city.


8. I love that I live down the street from the cutest coffee shop (see picture) and best doughnut shop in town (my wallet and my waist, however, do not feel the same!).


9. I love that it’s fall but it still feels like summer (thank you living in the south!).


10. I love this crazy life I’m living!!

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I don’t know what I’m doing half the time (I’m not going to lie, I don’t think teachers ever know what they’re doing they just get really good at pretending after a while), but I know that I’m learning so much from all of those around me.

This role of “teacher” is my dream, and I love that I get to live it every day.

The Power of a Smile

The Power of a Smile

by suzannamoberg ♥ 1 Comment

A student smiled at me today!

Well…I don’t know if she actually smiled or if it was one of those “I have no response but I’ll send a smiley face and an lol anyways” moments, but she sent me a smiley face emoji in the online call chat after I made some corny joke.

I’m taking it as a win.

A student smiled at me today!

And I genuinely can’t stop grinning about it.

Like for real. Ear to ear, teeth showing, its kind of making my cheeks hurt, grin. All over a little smiley emoji.

I didn’t realize how much I needed, and I mean physically needed, that smiley face emoji.

In my virtual classroom, cameras are encouraged but not required. Those students didn’t ask for me to invade their space, the home that used to be their private sanctuary away from the school building. They didn’t ask for me to enter their bedroom or their living room or whatever space they’ve made into their temporary online classroom (for me, teaching from my office/bedroom has forced me to start making my bed every day which is a win for adulthood amiright).

But I want to invade those spaces.

That makes me sound creepy or like a stalker, and I don’t mean it that way at all. But I want to see who they are and where they are. Partly because I’m nosy and I want to make sure they aren’t napping or at McDonalds getting lunch, but mostly because I want to see them smiling (or not smiling) at my jokes. I want to see when they roll their eyes as I sing a random (but usually applicable) TikTok song or do my attempt at a popular dance. I want to see their faces as I teach to know if they’re understanding the concepts or if they’re zombies just there to get the attendance credit.

I didn’t realize how important such a small thing like seeing student’s faces would be.

We talked a lot in my teacher prep program about how crucial building relationships with your students is. How diligent a teacher must be about learning and using student’s names. How “building relationships” extends beyond who they are as students and into who they are as people.

But we didn’t talk about what to do when you can’t build relationships with your students.

If my student’s never ever turn on their camera or speak up in class or turn in any assignments, how do I build a relationship with them?

Unfortunately, in this world of many un-answerable questions, that is a problem that I have not yet solved.

A student smiled at me today!

And that smile meant more than she will ever know.  

Defeated

Defeated

by suzannamoberg ♥ 1 Comment

I felt defeated today.

Well, defeated might not be the right word.

I felt frustrated. Discouraged. Exhausted.

Over a 50-minute virtual class.

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As a first-year teacher—bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, and naïve—this is not what I imagined my first year of teaching would be. There was supposed to be a Pinterest-perfect classroom set up for group work and flexible seating. There were supposed to be students in the desks. There was supposed to be discussion and collaboration. Inside jokes and laughter. Engagement and learning.

I never pictured a blank classroom with empty desks that face forward and are spaced as far apart as possible.

I never pictured preparing for a school year only to find out that plans were changing (almost weekly) and I’d be teaching virtually for at least two more months.

I never pictured my students appearing only as small little boxes on a computer screen never to be seen or heard from once they’ve entered the meeting.

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I like to be in control, and in my COVID classroom, there is no such thing as control.

How do you manage a classroom when your classroom is spread out into 40 different households?

How do you adjust wait time when your students are probably napping and are definitely not listening to any question you’re asking?

(I had a real life “Bueller? Bueller?” moment today and it was definitely not as funny as the movie made it out to be).  

How do you engage students who have decided that virtual school is the worst thing that could possibly happen to them?

How do you sympathize with the seniors who feel robbed of all the “lasts” that were supposed to come with this year?

(Because guess what? I feel robbed, too.)

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So much new. So much different. It’s taking a while for me to accept that new and different do not equal bad.

…

I felt defeated today.

But I won’t feel defeated every day.

And for now?

That’s just going to have to be enough.