See, I have this unique class that creates a constant "hum".... for whatever reason I have within my small box of a classroom, a large number of students who need to make noise constantly. I am not even exaggerating on the constant part. It probably doesn't help that they are crammed around two rectangle tables and one small circle table. All sit within an arms length of at least two or more students. There are times when they are practically sitting on top of each other. And the talking, oh the talking never stops. I feel that for the most part I am a pretty patient person, but there are days where I long for a roll of bubble wrap that I can stab with a sharp object. So after an incredibly long and noisy day, I had the idea to go scavenging for desks.
With the help of my paraprofessional, who has much stronger muscles than I, we located 14 of the more attractive old desks and hauled them across the school. Because the desks came from all over, they were sitting at various heights. The next task was to find the necessary tools and then recruit Micah to spend an hour lower desks.
Because I have such a small room, I continually obsess over the space and how I can best use it. I quickly arranged desks and left for the weekend....and all weekend wondered if this was the right thing to do. I strongly believe in community, not just in my personal life, but within my classroom as well. There was a part of me that felt like I was betraying our classroom community by ditching the tables, and bringing in desks, which can feel so traditional and cold at times.
So this morning I showed up to work early to make last minute changes and tidy up a bit. I held my breath as the students came into the classroom, worrying that they would be disappointed or that this would pose a much greater challenge than the tables, and I would regret my decision. When the students walked into the classroom, what they saw was not old dilapidated desks taking away from their community, but a new piece of furniture that brought as much excitement as a Christmas present. They were "ooing" and "aahing" over and over as they viewed their personal desk and then the desks of their friends.
We spent a good chunk of time discussing what it looks like for us to sit in our desks and be respectful, responsible, and safe to those around us. They were so excited to prove to me that they deserved this opportunity. One of them even made a comment that they must be pretty special to be the only first grade class with desks, only "big" kids get desks. They were so purposeful as they moved their materials, arranging things into neat piles within their desks.
All day I waited for the initial excitement to wear off and the "hum" to return, but it didn't! The students were attentive and listening, working hard to not distract those around them. As the students were leaving for the day, many commented on how excited they were to tell others about their desk. One girl even said, "I can't wait to tell my family about the new desks. I have been waiting a long time for my own work space." At the end of the day I was almost in shock. I couldn't believe how much their behavior had changed and the difference of feeling in my voice and my energy level... all because of desks. Let's hope these desks are just as powerful tomorrow.