When I was a young boy my favorite baseball player was Willie Mays. I clearly remember when he went from 1st to third on a single, his hat flying off as he rounded second. He played the game with the passion and love of a young child which made it so much fun to watch. He tracked fly balls with such grace and ease.
I then remember Willie at the end of his career. The graceful stride that allowed him to take the extra base was now replaced by him stumbling around the base paths. The fear he put into opponents pitchers were no longer there. Did he not realize that he was no longer the player he once was? Was it the love of the game that kept him playing even though the game had passed him by.
In no way have I ever been a teacher as good as Willie Mays was a player. I try to bring the same passion to my job each day as he did to the field but I have never come close to accomplishing what he did on the field. So where am I going with this blog.
In the past few weeks I have been made to feel the same way Willie must have felt when he stumbled rounding the bases. In listening to what my bosses want me to do I am wondering has the game truly passed me by. Do students want to discuss points in class via edmodo? Do they want to use their electronic devices to discuss issues instead of words? Do they want to use groups to do their work instead of having the accomplishment of doing it themselves? Do all these fancy activities really help kids to learn more?
I continue to leave my school feeling sad, torn about has the game passed me by. Can all these people possibly be wrong. Do I need to leave before students are talking about me the way I talked about Willie? Who would come up to me and tell me the truth that I needed to hear?
It should not be like this, somehow you should know when you are done. However, if Willie was faked out, as was Johnny U, I am sure it can happen to me.