For the first time in my teaching career, I got suckered into teaching a class outside today. Of course, the fact the classroom smelled today like a high school gym’s locker room at the height of summer probably contributed to my decision as well.
For the first time in my teaching career, I got suckered into teaching a class outside today. Of course, the fact the classroom smelled today like a high school gym’s locker room at the height of summer probably contributed to my decision as well.
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4 comments:
Yeah, never a good idea.
It worked OK today—actually, the students were surprisingly attentive (moreso than usual)—but I couldn’t do it every day. I missed my blackboard for starters…
Try this:
“When I see that you’re paying attention INSIDE, I’ll think about teaching outside!”
I have been suckered into the outdoor teaching thing, and while it can be ok, it really doesn’t work too well.
Although we do have a classroom that was once dubbed “The B.O. room” that begs for an exodus.