I am the Deputy Director for Academic Affairs and a lecturer at a pedagogical college in the city of Balta, Odesa region. For me, blackouts did not begin with darkness in classrooms, but with a sense of the fragility of familiar supports. When electricity, connectivity, and predictability disappear at the same time, you suddenly realize: education does not rest on sockets and platforms, but on people who remain in their place no matter what.
We went through periods of mass power outages in conditions of constant uncertainty, combining administrative responsibility, organization of the educational process, and direct work with students. For me, this was an experience not only of personal survival, but also of managing education in crisis conditions.
The essence of the work turned out to be the art of small decisions. We quickly realized the value of simple things: power banks, extension cords, pre-charged laptops, flashlights, and rechargeable lamps. We learned to count not hours of work, but battery percentages; to schedule classes with possible outages in mind; to shift the focus from synchronous online work to asynchronous tasks. Flexibility became the main technical resource.
Blackouts painfully shattered the illusion of total digital control. They forced us back to the essence of pedagogy – trust. My colleagues and I began to formulate tasks so that students could work independently, at their own pace, without constant internet access. We talked more than we checked, explained more than we demanded. And it became clear: in this autonomy, students often mature faster than in comfortable conditions.
The most difficult thing was not the absence of electricity itself, but the constant tension and sense of instability. As an administrator, I understand that others read my emotional state. Therefore, I consciously choose a position of calm presence – without unnecessary dramatization, but also without downplaying difficulties. We cannot ignore fear and fatigue, but we must not allow them to govern our decisions. We allowed ourselves pauses, acknowledged exhaustion, spoke about the “normality” of an abnormal state. In the darkness, human presence became especially valuable.
This experience taught me a simple but harsh truth: the resilience of education is not measured by the number of generators. It is measured by the ability of people to stay together, to negotiate, and to support one another. As an educator, I became convinced that even in darkness, education can continue if there is meaning, structure, and mutual understanding. And perhaps it is in such moments that we educate not only professionals, but citizens capable of withstanding reality. I clearly realize that we must protect ourselves and our teams, because an exhausted teacher is the greatest risk to education. And I concluded that our calmness, flexibility, and humanity sometimes teach more powerfully than any textbook.