I have a reputation in my building; I’m aware of it. I’m too nice. My classes are too easy. I don’t teach the kids anything about the real world.
I’ve been doing this for several weeks, and I’ve discovered quite a bit. I’ve seen students struggle with reading much more than I would ever have thought. I mean much more. Quite a few students seem stumped as to what they want to read. It’s as if they can’t remember the last time they were given an option and now are merely waiting for me to choose something for them.