When I was a very young teacher I remember a day when I had a substitute teacher teaching my class because I had a doctor’s appointment. Upon my return I noticed two things: first, that the classroom door was open and, secondly, the substitute was speaking to my students in a tone that I judged to be harsh and impatient. I remember thinking, “What if a parent walked through this hallway right now?”
Since that day, this memory has challenged me to leave my classroom door open as often as a I can. An open door serves as a physical reminder that we need to be accountable.
Sometimes I get too loud in my storytelling or the classroom next door is too loud and we close the door, but I believe that a parent should be able to walk down a hallway at any time and smile.