she say that our paper was due today? I thought she said it was due next week.
told you seven o’clock…but the invitation actually said four o’ clock.
concert is on Tuesday, not Thursday…where did I get Thursday?
I meant to call you once I made it back to Judson, but I forgot.
you need to check your voicemail…how did you break your phone this time…
Communication is the imparting or interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information by
speech, writing, or signs.
is something that we all struggle with, or struggle through, at some time or
another. And it is quite an exhausting task!
In my Classroom Management
course we’ve been discussing the “Teacher’s Voice” and how our communication
strategies (good or bad) influence our teaching, our students, and the general
atmosphere of the classroom. As a result, I’ve recently been hit with the
research-based evidence that my words, tone, and attitude (good or bad)
influence people, inside and outside of the classroom.
In the textbook for Classroom Management, the author
gives an example of her response to a student’s art project. The middle school
child had been given the task of creating an illustration to represent a very
important house from the novel the class had been reading together. On the day
the project was due, the teacher approached the student with criticism, claimed
that the house looked nothing like the one from the story, labeled the student
as lazy, and insisted that she put some more time and effort into the project.
A few days later, the teacher discovered just how
much time and effort the student had put into her project. She had searched for
days for the perfect house to photograph, developed and enlarged the photo
herself, and spent an endless amount of hours adding a detailed background to
her own unique depiction of an important element of the novel.
was obviously no imparting
or interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information by speech, writing, or
this scenario, and the author admitted her failure to communicate, wishing that
she had simply asked the student to explain her artwork. The teacher and class
could have benefited from a new perspective, and the student wouldn’t have been
left feeling so incompetent and discouraged.
meant that, but I heard this.
wish they would have called me back…I worried about that all weekend.
want to listen to this right now.
you even listening to me?
talk to me right now; this conversation is getting nowhere.
Lately…examples such as this one have really gotten
me thinking about more than my future teaching methods. The power of a voice,
the power of my voice, has recently become very evident.
I have to wonder how many feelings have been hurt,
how many relationships have been damaged, and how many confidences have been
destroyed because of a voice, because of a few words.
But then I also have to wonder how many words of
encouragement, comfort, and trust have been shared.
As an “almost-teacher,” a sister, a friend, an
acquaintance, or a total stranger...being the salt and light to a dark world
should involve a great deal of this imparting
or interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information with the communities I participate in and the people I
cross paths with.
I don’t know why I’ve
never been hit with the importance of my voice before…maybe I’m just now
noticing it because of all the miscommunications happening lately in my own
life. Or maybe I’m just immature.
But either way…I think
they should add a little classroom management to Sunday School :)
Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with
salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.