So I take a deep breath and pull back a little. I tell them sometimes I get inspired when I am driving or falling asleep. Sometimes I get inspired walking down the hallway or gently rocking a child. Sometimes inspiration hits me and I don’t even realize it until a blogpost has written itself. But if I tell myself I have to blog and be inspired at that very moment I can almost guarantee it is not going to happen. Stunned silence and 20 pairs of eyes looking at me. A kid nervously blurts out, “You mean, you don’t just write when you have to?” I am at cross road; do I pretend I do or do I admit the truth?
I clear my throat…”Umm, no I don’t. In fact, sometimes writing is very hard for me too.” Two kids start to whisper and the silence pervades the room. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t try…”
So I tell the kids to take a deep breath and allow their thoughts to wander. They can write down whatever pops into their heads. They can go off on a tangent or just write statements. They can sit there and just think. They can wait for inspiration to strike but just promise me to notice when it does and capture those ideas. They can write naturally for once.
I don’t know if they will remember me admitting that I can’t always write but that isn’t the important part. The important part is me telling them that it is ok to think before they write. That I get it. That inspiration is not just something turned on even though we wish it were. It’s not so much that I hope THEY remember as that I remember. I have to remember what it feels like for my students. I have to remember that as much as I want them to be producers and super students, they are indeed humans with inspiration that strike sand inspiration that fades, and that is not a bad thing.
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