you're only as loud as the noises you make
2 stories:
1. my dad flew home from a meeting in florida last night and got bumped up to first class. according to him, the best part about it was that his travelling companion and colleague was stuck in coach. so like a badass, midway through the flight my dad walked back to his friend with a glass of wine and said "i can't believe it, there's some lady up there who thinks she can play the piano AND sing at the same time."
2. spring break is less than two weeks away and i'm realizing just how much i will miss my kids next year. even with all the difficulties and trials, i feel extremely lucky to be working with this group of students. some of these little ones just touch my soul in a way that makes my life feel truly meaningful. next year will be difficult without my little girl who comes into my room every morning just to say hi and wish me a good day. or my brilliant little goth boy who has an amazing sense of humor and will do absurdly beautiful things with his life. or my girl in 7th period red days who has instructed me in the finer points of having "a black mama." forget that, i'll miss my entire 7th period red day class. or my boys who come in after lunch repeating "miss maaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaan" over and over until i think i'll scream. or the kids who try to get me to do the heel toe. or my kids who initiated me into their gang "the smilies." or my entirely too polite little boy with a heart-melting sense of innocence who calls himself T3.
anyway, the past two weeks they really have been one of the biggest sources of joy in my life. even today when i felt like i was teaching preschool instead of high school, it was a motherly frustration that pulled me through. i know next year will bring new joys, but i will never forget my first 130 kids.
1. my dad flew home from a meeting in florida last night and got bumped up to first class. according to him, the best part about it was that his travelling companion and colleague was stuck in coach. so like a badass, midway through the flight my dad walked back to his friend with a glass of wine and said "i can't believe it, there's some lady up there who thinks she can play the piano AND sing at the same time."
2. spring break is less than two weeks away and i'm realizing just how much i will miss my kids next year. even with all the difficulties and trials, i feel extremely lucky to be working with this group of students. some of these little ones just touch my soul in a way that makes my life feel truly meaningful. next year will be difficult without my little girl who comes into my room every morning just to say hi and wish me a good day. or my brilliant little goth boy who has an amazing sense of humor and will do absurdly beautiful things with his life. or my girl in 7th period red days who has instructed me in the finer points of having "a black mama." forget that, i'll miss my entire 7th period red day class. or my boys who come in after lunch repeating "miss maaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaan" over and over until i think i'll scream. or the kids who try to get me to do the heel toe. or my kids who initiated me into their gang "the smilies." or my entirely too polite little boy with a heart-melting sense of innocence who calls himself T3.
anyway, the past two weeks they really have been one of the biggest sources of joy in my life. even today when i felt like i was teaching preschool instead of high school, it was a motherly frustration that pulled me through. i know next year will bring new joys, but i will never forget my first 130 kids.
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