It’s too simple to say things have changed. Their school day is harder than all the previous paying jobs I’ve had. They have very little free time. Like, time that is not directed or accounted for by a teacher or project or book or song or something. I’m exhausted by the time I come home. They are being well trained to go out there in the world and work hard. Let’s hope it’s working to make it a better place.
One thing I love about my daughter’s class is the flexibility with which they are taught. Perhaps one student was struggling to contain nervous/hyperactive/inattentive energy. Research was done, thoughts discussed, and boom, several students got to test run a new idea.
The idea was to sit on those big exercise balls while they do desk work. Awesome, right? You have to use every muscle in your body to balance on those and then focus on an assignment. In some way it does not make it harder for the students. It makes it easier. Maybe kids are more connected to their mind/body balance. They like to keep both engaged for optimal concentration.
My daughter is very lucky. She knows what a good teacher is like and how to adjust to changing circumstances. After that first day of sitting on the bouncy ball instead of a chair, she came home and said, “It went great- I only fell off three times.”
Proud,
gregorific