Don't get me wrong. There is nothing wrong with dreaming big. Some of my best work comes from the sweat of my dreams. More often than not, my BIG vision is, at the onset, terrifying, to those around me. It simply is not comfortable to chase dreams, especially in education. Quite frequently, I become the butt of many a colleague's joke because of my "hairbrained" ideas. Most of my peers watch me from the sidelines, comment or grunt when I throw an idea out, and mumble encouragment (while rolling their eyes at the same time). I get it. That's what happens with dreamers . . . we're often more hard to handle than our dreams.
So, it comes as no surprise that I have officially become the butt of my own joke. For the last two years, I have toiled through the world of student blogging with my avid eighth graders. We have fearlessly worked to overcome the fear of blogging. As a group, we have painstakingly generated rubrics, organized ideas, assessed our work, and revised our plans. Nurturing our blogs has become a past time of mine. I have spent countless hours researching student blogging, sharing their work with colleagues and parents, and refining the skill of maintaining almost (BIG GULP) 80 blogs! Of course, the naysayers have had a time, reminding me of the "dangers of blogging" and the "evils of linking Twitter". However, even the naysayers have lost momentum. Colleagues are now asking for assistance in student blogging. Parents happily share and discuss the contents of their childrens' blogs. I am finally seeing the fruits of my efforts, and in true dreamer fashion I have decided to step out into a new world - blogging about my profession.
Now I see why the joke is on me. You see, in the world of education, as in most professions, there are levels of participants. Some of us, the dreamers I like to call us, think big and react. Of course, there are a variety of other categories, but they all have something in common . . . they WATCH. As the ebb and flow of dreaming continues, I cannot idly sit by and WATCH. I like the action of dreaming. If I expect my students to dig deep and reach beyond their comfort zones, I need to do the same. Am I scared? Of course. Do I fear failure? Without a doubt. Will I receive critique? What is new. This leap of faith, my newest dream, could be my biggest coo.
If the end result is a joke, that's okay; I'll just learn and grow from it. If it isn't, we will all learn.
What about you? I'd love to hear from you.