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Two Writing Teachers
One daughter was ticked off when I didn't provide any help for a major assignment that she started at 10:00 p.m. on Sunday night. (No dear, you can't blame procrastination on me.) The other was astounded that she had to "pay" for a ride to school with her phone after she missed the bus.
I'm not dropping off gym clothes at school. I'm not giving the time in 5 minute increments in the morning any more.
All of this is against every grain of my being. I know my purpose in life is to help others -- I've always done it. But enabling and coaching are different.
In the classroom I've been pressing my mouth closed and encouraging my students to talk more about their reading and thinking. I've asked them, "What do you think?" more than I offer my ideas. I'm trying to push them to their highest levels of thinking and sharing. There are no excuses for not reading outside of my class. I simply ask them to set a goal they can manage.
Enabling, coaching, caring, helping. I'm trying to find a balance while helping the kids around me (at home, at school) find their way.