I’ve been teaching online for a week, and I’m exhausted.
I want to be honest– I’m shooting for 314 good days. And I think I’ll make it happen. But, there are definitely times within those days that are exhausting, frustrating, upsetting, disappointing.
Teaching on Zoom is a wild ride– I contact my students, send them a Zoom link, and log into the meeting. This week, we went over classroom words, colors, music genres, and idioms. Students have their cameras off the entire time and their mics off the majority of the time. I trust that they are sitting at home paying attention to my lesson and repeating the words after me– it’s none of my business what their homes look like, or if they live in a situation where they can’t have the microphone on because the class might hear younger siblings or other family in the background. I don’t push it, but on my end, teaching can feel a lot like talking to my own reflection in my computer screen.
I think it’s so important to acknowledge how I’m feeling here, for others to read. For whoever reads this to have some idea of how Zoom school is on the other side of the computer.
There are some lighter moments– when my student writes in the chat, “Teacher, are you tired of this video? I think you have watched it all day,” or when we’re going over genres of music and when we get to Latin music they enjoy it, and ask me for the name of the song so they can listen again later.
Today we also received a visit from our coordinator. She brought us wine and muffins, and chatted with us for a while. It was nice to see her.
Later, Michael and I and our neighbor Dikla made dinner– Pasta with vegetables and sauce leftover from the shakshuka I made the night before. We drank wine and hung out with some of our other neighbors, and it really was a fantastic way to unwind from a week that was just very tiring.
Tomorrow, Friday, is my day off. More, then.