This picture appeared on my FB memory feed earlier this week of my teacher desk from 6 years ago. It was back to school and I was ready for my students.
As I look at it now, it makes me wonder what is communicated to a student who walks in on the first day. I’m the teacher. This is my work space. I need all this space to do my important work.
Fast forward to what my room looks like now… (ignore the clutter, my Marie Kondo post before and after will be coming soon😉).
But this classroom isn’t really for the important work I’m going to do here. And this space isn’t about me.
This space is for my students and the important work they are going to do in this room.
Who’s classroom is it? My name is on the door, but this is their classroom.