After 20 years of teaching at Brookfield Central, I am saying goodbye. Although I spent the majority of that time in the physics classroom alongside my learners. That changed for my last 18 weeks. I ended up in a place similar to where I started, teaching chemistry and biology. So, rather than dealing with juniors and seniors at the end of their high school careers, I was in classrooms with freshmen and sophomores still trying to find their place. At the same time, I was learning and teaching a set curriculum I hadn't taught in over a decade. So, we were learning. But, of course, I already knew the content. The point of this post is to take a step back, reflect, and share the gratitude from the last students I had in my 20 years at Brookfield Central High School, as expressed through the cards and notes they made for me on my last day with them. I don't take many "yay me" moments. But after 20 years, I'll soak this one in.
Yesterday I saw the movie "Whiplash", and it is probably the best film I've seen this year. We'll get to why it was probably right up my alley a little later. The film tells the story of a student's attempt to achieve perfection at a prestigious musical conservatory, and the teacher who sees the potential for greatness within the 19 year old drummer boy. But, this is not the heartwarming tale of the only teacher who would nurture the brilliance out of the student that no one would take a chance on. "Whiplash" is the tale of how a teacher who believes he can push his pupils to greatness through intimidation and fear. The following clip says it all: I am a teacher but while watching the movie, the lead character of Andrew (played with brutal honesty by Miles Teller) connected with me on a deep level. Many of our students are seeking affirmation from their teachers and will put themselves through the wringer until they get it. That was me ...