My niece is in the fifth grade and she wants to be a teacher when she grows up. She has been telling me this ever since she was in Kindergarten. When I visit my in-laws she always shows off the classroom she has created in their office. Her attention to detail usually makes me smile and warms my heart. However my latest visit to her "classroom" left me very sad. First of all she is still using a clip chart, I will need to discuss this with her lol. (I do give her credit for going beyond the simple green, yellow, red model.) Secondly, right next to the door is her drill portfolio. A DRILL PORTFOLIO IS PART OF HER MAKE BELIEVE CLASSROOM! Why? Because that is her reality of school. My sweet girl is keenly aware that teachers have to have a plan for emergencies that might require the words "lock down", "code" and "alert". I hate this for her. It makes me sad to think that a certain level of fear has made its way even into her imaginary classroom.
Despite this I am so excited that she still thinks being a teacher is cool. I enjoy talking with her about why she likes this career so much and making plans to come in a read to her students when I am an old, retired lady. That time will be here in the blink of an eye.
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