Interruptions impeded the flow of a lesson and distracted from the learning I had deemed necessary for my class to undertake. With volatile classes, it could take time to re-settle the class. Thus I deemed interruptions as a Bad Thing and I used tactics such as notices stuck on my class door to minimise these events.
For some reason, I've grown much more accepting of an event, person or situation disrupting work outside. I'm not exactly sure why this is. Not all of the unexpected happenings are welcome. Grass cutters seem to have my timetable and frequently follow me from school to school or around a school ground as I challenge the children to find the quietest spot away from the din. Occasionally we have even retreated indoors (shock and horror)!
Yet somehow this bothers me less. Why is this?
My only theory is that I've completely accepted that interruptions are a normal part of being outside. Rather than mind and resist these, I've learnt to work with them and er ...enjoy the spark that it brings to the session! I feel that as long as the children are benefiting from being outside then I mind less what they actually learn.
With one class that I took out weekly, every session involved an incident or saga which involved me changing or adjusting the planned activity with the children. This included the discovery of dog poo, children needing to go to the toilet, rocks being chucked on the road, managing glass shards, etc. I think this helped me prepare for any eventuality.
Who would have known about all the interruptions when you see children engaged like this!
The other week I was working with a P3 class outside using shells. I called the children back into a circle to demonstrate the next part of the lesson. No sooner had the class gathered, then the local colony of herring gulls swooped down into the playground. They had spotted the shells lying on the tarmac and had jumped to the conclusion that these were morsels of leftover food!
Not a herring gull and not in my playground, but I like the look on the bird's face!
What followed was a comedy as the gulls picked up the shells, clacked them a couple of times and spat them out. This happened repeatedly. The children were amazed and fascinated. It was nothing to do with the Carroll diagrams that we were using to sort and classify the shells. It was everything to do with the joy of the moment. From this we deduced that perhaps this could be a good trick to get rid of scavenging gulls - lay out shells for a few days over the holidays and see if the gulls move on else where.
Once the fungi had been discovered, everyone needed a look!
I've had lessons where the discovery of fungi or a wee beastie has resulted in everyone stopping in their tracks and completing forgetting about the original activity. But then quite often that's what happens naturally in our lives. We are busy doing something and then someone turns up or happens unexpectedly and we change tack. Being flexible in our approach to learning and on-task focus may be good training for real life and for the general interruptions that occur. My son regards interruptions as a welcome brain-break in class.
And here's the "offending" fungi!
Freedom to learn is precious. The chops and changes could all be part of this freedom as we have to accept that each child learns best in their own unique way. Being adaptive professionals is part of our job and perhaps over recent years, going outside has enabled me to become more adaptive and in tune with the way children learn rather than the way I want them to learn. Also it's really enjoyable to feed the spark and let the children take the lead in the learning that ensures.
For some reason, I can't help feeling that this quote is applicable to interrupted activities outside, "If you love somebody, let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were." In other words, if what we are offering children is of enough value and benefit to them, then they will come back to the task. If they don't, perhaps it wasn't that good an activity anyway... hmm!