Over the last several years, I’ve developed a keen interest in the sort of role reversal that places kids at the helm of professional development experiences. Fifteen years ago, I don’t know that I would have been comfortable accepting my students as my teachers. Of course, this was prior to parenting two kids of my own. Now, I find it profoundly humorous that I ever thought I had a choice.
Today, I watched my own 8 year old and 11 year old train three seasoned teachers around the basics of blogging. It unfolded rather informally, but in the end, I said and did very little. The kids took the reigns with confidence, and the teachers happily owned the fact that they could not distinguish a post from a page, let alone decipher a widget. At one point, the word “dashboard” was thrown around, and I must admit, I admired the gentle way in which Laura talked everyone down off the ledge that they had themselves perched on. I’ve forgotten how overwhelming it can be to start a new blog. Laura hasn’t. This is a good thing.
Ironically, when placed in such a position of responsibility, the “students” involved in this little experiment exhibited a bit of a shift in demeanor. Prior to being called into service, one was experiencing a bit of the sillies and the other was experiencing a bit of the resistance. I say this nicely because this is a professional blog and swearing is probably not allowed. Anyway, as they began working with the teachers, a transformation occurred. For a short moment, they were treated as tiny experts in something valuable, and they behaved like experts in response. This was………….very cool.
So, I’ve learned something important: I must invite these teachers to my home! I’m thinking that they can hang out with my kids at bedtime each night or at that precise moment in every day when I remind my them that there are chores to do.
It is SO TOTALLY WORTH CONSIDERING.