Interdisciplinary Teaming: A Crisis of Confidence!
The above pretty much happened as non fiction. Seriously, I even had a big pony on my desk.
Our Science Teacher, a fairly decent clone, as clones go, hasn’t really had her head in the game as of late. When I say that, I used to get complex science readings that as the English teacher, I could help my kids decode. I used to have a clue when projects were happening that involved writing, or a narrative of sorts, so that as the English teacher, I could help. The coming Common Core curriculum suggests this sort of thing as the norm.
Fact: Our Science Clone cut me out of the loop on content, but was happy to keep me handling discipline issues. I stopped being the English Teacher, and became a sort of Vice Principal of Ass Kicking. To be honest, I don’t mind being a figurehead of menace, but it’s not all I am.
So, I step into the Staff room, and I get a note.
Literally a note, like I’m one of my Junior High School students.
What’s the note about? How I don’t think she is a team player, and we aren’t close enough anymore, and our friendship as well as our professional relationship are not at the level of quality that they used to be. This set of items…it set me on edge.
My own idea? Discuss it instantly. Right there, no harm, no foul.
This had to become a “my office” conversation, for reasons i still don’t grok. By the end of it, it seemed like I was still the heavy somehow, but was going to get what I wanted…more collaboration and more content. Heck, I’ll totally wear Norman Osborn’s armor if i get what’s one my list.
Still a work in progress. Like everything in teaching. Tomorrow…Technology and the CST Exam! When Titans Clash! (Or not…)