Not long after I started teaching, I was chatting with my mother (an educator herself) and sharing all of the exciting things about my new classroom. The kids are great, and middle years is surprisingly fun, and, and and… “…and the staff thinks I’m organized!”
I should have just said that I’d seen Bigfoot. It would have been more believable.
The truth is, I don’t know how possible it is to lead a classroom without having strong ideas about how to organize it, and while I’m happy to let my car house my 20 pairs of shoes and mystery boxes (among other things), my school life has always been well-maintained. I may not be able to tell you when my poor little Fit had its last oil change, but I can tell you exactly where my February Math assessment from four years ago is stored. It’s possible that the time I spend making sure that my classroom is running smoothly is a large part of the reason I’m less organized in other aspects of my life, but that’s a post for another day. Really, as far as organization goes, that’s the extent of my strategy: pour extensive time into it.
…I’m sure that there’s a more efficient way, yes.