This entry deals with my last year of teaching and the lessons I am learning from my children.
As I write this I can feel my blood pressure rising. My head is pounding and my temples throb. Yeap, I'm a teacher. I have the most wonderful gift in the world twenty-five people who have decided to give me the gift of self- reflection. One of the things that I truly believe is that the people around us are in our lives for a reason. Most of the time (for me anyway), it is to help us on our path of growth a change. There are times however that I can forget that the littlest ones have some of the biggest lessons to teach.
Today I have spent the entire day alone in my classroom with my kids. The day was great, then came the Winter Program rehersal and did my lesson come swiftly and with clarity. The three classroom levels are all performing together. I have a very active group of children, which I tend to enjoy, however as my children began rolling on the floor I looked across at the other classrooms standing straight and orderly and I judged myself and in doing that I started getting on my kids to "act right". When from no where one of my first years said, "We are acting right,were kids". Right there in that moment I saw that in looking outside myself I had not only judged me I had passed judgment on my kids.
I think that it is hard to be somedays, whatever your be may be. What can make it even harder is when I stand out side myself and compare my insides to others, it never measures up. So today I learned: I am acting right, I can accept my children for who they are and a crooked line never killed any one.