I have always tried to approach each day with a full heart, but today, my heart is completely broken and empty. No matter how hard I try, I cannot find a way to comprehend what is happening in our nation - once again.
I have learned that my voice is hopeless in all of this. To live hopeless and heartbroken is a waste, but it's also the reality of every student and teacher in our schools.
Hopeless and heartbroken - a portrait of American education.
For the last two years, I've been a multi-lingual teacher at a middle school in Ohio. I love my job and I have so much respect for my students who work so hard to learn a second, third or fourth language. I've attempted to learn a few different languages throughout my life, but I've never had much success. My personal failure definitely contributes to the respect that I hold for my young scholars who outshine me in their capacity for learning languages. When new multilingual students transition into our middle school and my classroom, I always keep a watchful eye over them. They have so many hurdles beyond aquiring a new language - from learning new educational expectations and cultural norms to forging new friendships in a foreign land. For some kids, this transition can be overwhelming and frightening, and can almost swallow them whole. When this happens, it breaks my heart. I attempt to do everything I can to take care of their lost spirits. I try to pair them up
I feel exactly the same way. Utterly hopeless and deeply heartbroken.
ReplyDeleteI find myself speechless time and time again because no one wants to hear the only solution that will make a difference.
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