lt is the weekend before school begins. Another year. I can imagine there are so many mixed emotions whirling around about this fact. So many things felt by students, teachers, parents. I have been waiting for big feelings to hit me. After last year and the prolonged teacher’s strike and not being able to begin September like we always have, I thought I would feel something big. But there is no big. No small. Just a quiet and calm. It’s comforting. This is my celebration this week. The quiet possibility that is around the corner.
I celebrate the unknown. The questions children might have. The direction those questions might take us. The things we will discover. The problems that will arise and how we will approach them. The wisdom at the other end that will be the reward.
I celebrate ideas. Some that might work. Some that might turn into something huge. Some that I don’t even have yet but am saving room for. Especially for the ones that are “shifters” and let me once again shake up what I thought I knew and do things differently.
I celebrate relationships. The relationships we will build in the room. The connections we make to people who will become part of our year. The authors and illustrators we connect with. The volunteers and guests who share time with us. The other people who will be part of our weekly routines: parents and families, other students and various school staff.
I celebrate my learning and all of the places I will find it: in books, in experiences, in reflections, in brilliant children.
I celebrate quiet possibility. It’s out there waiting to be noticed.
Thank you to Ruth Ayres and the #celebratelu community! Being part of a community that regularly shares gratitude and celebrations truly transforms my weeks.