I was sharing with my friend how COVID and staying in had made me so productive in such a short period of time, and she was lamenting that she wasn't making the same productive use of her time, and all I could tell her was to not feel bad about it, "Let your titties hang loose girl!". Truth is, for some of us teachers, "di stress did TUN UP" (in standard English: the stress levels were pretty high), and for others, teaching from home was the best thing that could have ever happened.
For my friend, it was the latter. For me, it's been a bit of both. But one thing that is certainly true, is that sitting in the comfort of my home, my titties sure been hanging loose! Below is a visual representation of how I look now.
The take home message from this was "Not everyone needs to be 'building their brand' or completing all the self-help guidebooks during this time of corona". For some, it's definitely a chance to take life slower and get a break from the norm of stressful work environments. For me, it has been a moment where I finally felt inspired to grow in my craft without the pressure. Of course, the impetus was having to create online lessons overnight, and teach myself new tricks of the trade once school said "Go!", but I do appreciate this time.
As I stared through the window watching the daily "Corona Athletics: Power Walk" event during the few hours curfew was lifted, I was grateful. Being a homebody had its perks (definitely not a pun intended because there are no perks here!)... I'll list my top three.
- A daily "no bra necessary" zone
- No need to wake up for 7 am classes. I could stay up ALL NIGHT (my best hours to work) and sleep whenever I felt tired, even if that was 36 hours later!
- Hours of unwinding in between lessons before going back to pestering emails.
COVID19 came with no warning. In this age of technology and digital communication it only makes sense that as an educator, I'm on top of my game, doing the best I can to provide engaging lessons for students in an online environment. Do I miss the physical classroom? On a scale of 1-10, probably a -2? (don't tell my boss, lol) and it's not because I get to wear t-shirts and sweats daily. This period allowed me to teach AND learn. I learned to create and created to learn.
Will I ever be able to cope with having to wear real work clothes again? I'll probably need therapy for PTSD after I have to find an outfit for the first day back to work. *deep sigh*
Over and out.
Debz
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