“A young child is a whole person, as whole at an early stage of life as an adult is whole at a later stage. This means that children are not lesser beings; they are simply at an early stage of life, the all-important formative stage.”—Raffi (via artedadventures)
I had a dream similar to this one a few times last year.
So the dream starts with me walking into my classroom and seeing a teacher taking down all my bulletin boards and basically everything that makes my classroom mine.
I ask this person why she is doing it and her response is, “This isn’t your classroom anymore.”
I remember feeling such dread and sadness. I burst out crying thinking about how much I am going to miss teaching my kids and all that. It seriously felt like the world had come to an end and it felt so real!
All the teachers were shunning me and no one was giving me an explanation as to why I wasn’t working there anymore.
I never found out why I was let go by the school.
I woke up depressed then became quickly happy when I realized I still have a job and I am going to go and see my kids,
Ever have those moments where you just want to look at someone and say, "Girl (or another choice of word), please."
I do my copies in the morning. I’m just more productive before school rather than after school. I get into work pretty early so I can get everything done. Anyway, every time I am in the copy room, there is this one teacher that comes in after me and just rolls her eyes or makes comments like I am always there or that she is going to have to wait for so long blah blah (it take 10 minutes if not less) and even called me the, “the copy queen.”
You fo serious?
I don’t even make that many copies.
If she comes in every morning then she makes an equal amount of trips to the copy room.
I don’t know.
She bothers me every time with her eye rolling.
My response is always a smile and I just continue making my copies.
“Someday you’ll find the right person, and you’ll learn to have a lot more confidence in yourself. That’s what I think. So don’t settle for anything less. In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It’s important to combine the two in just the right amount”—Haruki Murakami (via thatkindofwoman)
“We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma, and we are willing to work very hard to get a job, a car, a house, and so on. But we have difficulty remembering that we are alive in the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive.”— Thich Nhat Hanh (via thatkindofwoman)
We had put up posters around the school for a project we were doing and now that the project was completed, it was time for the posters to be taken down. I asked two of my students to go around the school and take down the posters as carefully as they could. I could have taken the posters down myself, but I wanted to instill some responsibility in them and give them an important job.
I was watching them from the window and noticed one of the students I sent out accidentally tore the poster when he was taking it down. When the students brought in the posters, I was going through them to see which were salvageable and which had been ruined in the storm we had recently.
When I came across the poster that student accidentally ripped, the other student immediately said, “One of us accidentally tore it.”
A typical kinder response would have been, "He tore it. He did it. I did nothing."
But this student not only didn’t point fingers, but she also included herself when she didn’t have anything to do with it.
“I went to the park over the weekend. My mom told me to go and tell my dad I want to to go to the park, but she told me not to tell him that she was the one that wants to go. So yeah, we went.”—5-year-old
If your buddy has just told you about something really embarrassing that he did, or complained about her stupid boss, or told you about how his last apartment was a nightmare, do not say any of the following:
I had a group of friends, there were four of us, that were super close in high school and kept in touch a couple years after graduating. But we all went in different directions, different professions. We would tell each other everything. Talk about boys and how our futures would look, what we would be doing after high school, what we would become, etc.
Now I am reflecting back on it and I don’t keep in touch with them anymore. Just “Happy Birthday” texts….
The girls I would talk to about the future, are not a part of my future.
They weren’t at my college graduation and I wasn’t at theirs.
I have to find out through social media about what has been going on in their lives.
The last time we all hung out, which was a little over a year ago, it was weird. We were all talking about our lives but there was no longer a common thread. I was already out of college and when I talked about teaching, it wasn’t of much interest to them and they would just talk about how hard their classes were.
It is crazy how the best of friends can turn into a group that barely even knows one another.
I had a dream about one of my students from last year. This was the student that took the most out of me and left me drained at the end of the day. But this was also the student with the biggest heart.
In my dream, he was probably a teenager and came to visit me with his mom. He looked edgier, had piercings, black/torn clothing. He had a mean mug that said “I hate everyone” when he entered but then we started talking and I got a little smile out of him.
He was telling me how much I had impacted him and helped pave the way for him to like school but then he had come across teachers that had given up on him and he had now turned his back on school.
I had a weird feeling when I woke up. I hope he is okay. It took a lot out of me to work with this child, but I would do it again and again. I think about him the most and how he is adjusting to 1st grade.