Week one of school is complete. I have had three full days with this new class of students. They have brought a different and exciting energy into the room. At this point, there is no sitting back and trusting what we know. It is full speed ahead finding our way. There are also new emotions – exuberance, fear, worry. Routines are slowly being adopted. There is a lot of exhaustion. There have been moments of everything falling into place. And moments where it is not even close. I have received some big beaming smiles and little whispers of “I like this class.” Younger students have a wonderfully genuine, open way of being in the world. The comments are honest and hilarious. Sometimes I feel like a big gust of absolute joy rushes through the room. Other times, when I have taken a much needed deep breath, it feels like maybe, there is not quite enough air to go around.
The reality I don’t often dwell in: I teach in a high needs school. There is much that is beautiful in the work I get to do. And also, much that is heartbreaking.
So this week I celebrate 5 words. These are my tickets, in a sense, to what I want to do in our classroom: build community, turn up the “wonder” factor and create a space where we can safely, with kindness and compassion, be learners.
I celebrate my instincts. This week, for some very important things, they were exactly right.
I celebrate perspective. At the end of every day, I sift through all of it and hold up the amazing, the amusing and the wonderful. Those are the things that matter.
I celebrate experience. This is my 21st year teaching at my school. I know a few things. And I really know what I still need to figure out.
I celebrate hope. For very obvious reasons.
I celebrate, finally my ability to honour celebration It is amazing how healing and energizing it is.
Thank you to Ruth Ayres and the #celebratelu community!
Being part of a community that regularly shares gratitude and celebrations truly transforms my weeks. This week, in particular, celebrating was more than necessary.