Lately, I have been going through a lot. I have been struggling with a lot, but with these problems I have rediscovered my joys and my safe place. My classroom.
I turn off my phone, turn on a smile, and welcome my kids every day with a smile (sometimes an exaggerated wave all the way down the hall), and if I have more and one cup of coffee a loud “Good Morning, Blank!!!!”.
I forget about my problems, we share stories, laughs, and jokes. We smile, hug, do our high fives, and share our successes…and our failures. We learn. We are a family.
They make my heart so happy. Yes, they frustrate me, just like I frustrate them. We all have a love hate relationship with fractions, but we do it together. We never quit, and end each day with a hug or handshake. From 8-4 my classroom is my place. It is my safe place. My escape. My drive.
This (hard, long, but amazing) experience has been so bitter sweet, but with it I am rediscovering myself. Reigniting my love/passion for my career, and with that I am so thankful.