august day 1 || Ethical ELA 5 day writing challenge
Hello friends! Welcome to something a little different on the blog.
Last month, I stumbled upon the Ethical ELA blog, hosted by Sarah J. Donovan, a former ELA teacher turned professor per the recommendation of a colleague. After pursuing through her writing, I discovered she started a 5-day writing challenge this summer to nurture the writing lives of all teachers. The challenge is meant to create space for teachers to write in their daily lives, and happens the 3rd Monday of every month She’ll post the writing prompt, and we get to join in with some writing and responding to fellow teachers. It’s definitely going to get me out of my perfectionist box as the prompts go live that day, and we’re meant to post our first words! But the big idea is to write, read, get inspired, and share our writing lives with students!
I just missed last month, but wanted to jump in as the school year starts. My poetry is a bit rusty, but I’m itching to write and sometimes, we writers just need to get words out.
If you want to join in, head over to today’s post, read the inspiration, & then share your poem in the comments. Make sure you fill out the sign-up form so you’ll be in-the-know for next month’s challenge, too.
Today’s poem is inspired by the lists we make and Kwame Alexander’s poem, “Ten Reasons Why Fathers Cry at Night”.
The Doctor is IN aka 7 reasons I should Teach Doctor Who This year.
Because being labeled a geek in high school was hard
but now, I’m in charge and being a geek is cool.
Because I love not knowing…it keeps me on my toes said no teacher ever,
but if the Doctor can do it, then I can too.
Because time is wibbly-wobbly and
my students are few. Blink and I’ll miss my chance.
Because we’re all capable of the most incredible change
but they might not get there without me.
Because the universe is vast, complicated, and ridiculous,
but so are teens.
Because episodes like “The Fires of Pompeii” make me
recontemplate the humanity of my students.
They aren’t the monsters hidden away in Vesuvius.
They’re the ones worth saving.
are words I might not ever hear from the mouths of my students
and that’s the burden of a teacher.
Feeling like you’re the only one left.
But the Doctor is and always will be the optimist, the hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improblable dreams.
And so am I.