Sweet Surprise

Blurry eyed and brain still foggy, I began my day reminding myself to pay attention for a moment to slice about.  My other immediate thought was 3 more days until spring break!

Up and showered, tv in the background, I grab my orange juice and check the two writing teachers blog.  It’s become part of my routine, especially in March.  I see this:  THE WINNER? IT COULD BE YOU! Oh that’s right, I want to see who won the comment challenge.

Click, blink, blink

Look away, look back

Let me tell you, I haven’t felt giddy in a long time.  But today I felt that and more all day long.  Excited, honored, humbled, grateful and so ready to learn more about writing.

So many emotions.

THANK-YOU, all of you, at the Two Writing Teachers blog and Highlights for this wonderful opportunity.

May not come down from cloud 9 for awhile.

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#SOL18 Day 20

Worry

Hanging up the phone

But worry lingers

Did I say the right things or did I make it worse?

Tossing and turning, unable to move on

Should I call back?  No it’s too late.

Sitting up, trip to the bathroom, drink of water

Taking out a notebook, flair pen

Adult children with adult problems

Finding the delicate balance of support, advice or just a listening ear

Things to ask tomorrow, remind her that I love and believe in her

She can do this

Sleep comes

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#SOL18 Day 19

 

 

 

Perspective

I was going to do it. I was going to let my 16 year old daughter and her friend paint her room,  She had been begging me for a few weeks now and told me the colors and design she wanted.  Finally, I relented and we bought the paint together.  I still remember the colors:  Shrek green and magenta.  The plan was green walls with some type of magenta striped design.

At this point, my conservative inner voice is fighting with my desire to give my daughter a space that’s hers and she has created.  I can always paint over it when she moves out or she gets tired of it… that’s what I tell myself.  My other fear is the mess.  “Please clean up your mess when you’re done girls,” I admonish.

After I help them, get paint brushes, move furniture and put down plastic and watch as they start putting up the blue painters tape for her design.  I leave to do errands.  I can’t resist another direction before I leave.  “Try not to get any paint on the wood please,” I say as nonchalantly as possible.

Upon my return a few hours later,  I find both of the girls in the backyard painting the basketball hoop backboard.  Shrek green and magenta.  I later discover that my garbage can is painted with a magenta heart and the saying I “heart” U.   Upset, I give them a lecture, help them clean up and send the friend home.

Over the years, I’ve appreciated the heart garbage can. Especially on those windy days when my trash can blows away.  I know exactly which one is mine.  And my perspective has changed from annoyance to…. something else.

trashly Fast forward  25 years. My daughter is married, graduated from college and living in Nashville.  The basketball backboard has been painted over white.  But the garbage can heart remains.  I love it. My heart is happy each time I take out the garbage.

 

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#SOL18 Day 18

Feeling Part of a Team….

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#SOL Day 17

I teach special education in third, fourth and fifth grade.  I sometimes feel like the 3rd wheel on a team or my own “special” team having my own special needs. (Don’t we all! But we won’t go there today.)  In this slice I wanted to share a few simple examples of how I’ve felt part of a team this school year.

Example 1:

I was distractedly walking down the hallway, when a fourth grade teacher walks up to me, grabs me gently by the upper arm and tells me excitedly, “Hey Partner, you need to come and see the fraction test results.  I’m so proud and excited about how our kids performed and you should see how much they improved”  She was grinning from ear to ear and I couldn’t help smiling.  It was contagious. Humming the rest of the way to my destination, I thought to myself, she called me partner and she said our kids and they’re growing!

Example 2:

I received a text last night from a fifth grade teacher.

5th:  We should do the global read aloud in 2018… it kicks off October 1st

Me:  Yes!!  I’m 1000% on board.

5th:  4th grade wants to do it too.

Me:  Sounds fun and exciting to share a book with the world.

5th:  Right?!  I think it would be so powerful for our kids to see outside themselves.

This text exchange made my heart soar.  We had talked about this last year, but weren’t organized enough to make it happen.  Go Team.

Example 3

IEP meeting last night.  Student has improved significantly.  Last words said at the meeting.  “Good job team.  Let’s keep the momentum going.”  I felt like it was a mental way of putting our hands in the middle of the circle, the way they do before a volleyball or basketball game. “Goooooo Jaguars!”  I actually wanted to do that, I felt giddy with the supported feeling of working together to help this student.

You know, there has been a lot of talk lately of teacher self care and avoiding burn out. I find these simple things keep me going, feeling inspired, cared for and happy.

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Some team members supporting our art teacher and visiting some of her art on display downtown.

 

Light Rain

Light rain in the morning.  I stop to notice.  There is no wind, but the rain is cold and could possibly turn to snow soon.  My footsteps pause and my computer bag becomes heavy on my shoulder, but I want to linger a few minutes more.  Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I can smell the fresh clean morning air.  There’s that smell in a light rain that makes the whole world seem fresh and clear again.

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#SOL18 Day 16

Live Your Life you Say?

Doctor appointment today.

I go monthly now a days.

How do I make it go away?

I have a life that I can’t  betray.

I really don’t want it to stay.

Looking at me in your way.

You didn’t flinch, blink or sway.

Live your life is what you say.

And I’ll help you hold it at bay.

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#SOL18 Day 15