what an elementary teacher
after-school book meeting looks like
all full of colors, sparkling water, and clever words.
“books are uniquely portable magic.”
– stephen king
“the quiet house” on the 3-6 year old children’s playground
on a trip to visit schools in north carolina
i loved meeting the young children
i loved meeting the educators who
understood the importance
play, compassion, kindness, projects, community
when teaching young children.
i met many people who were so passionate
education and children and life in general.
what a lot i learned from them.
the whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows.
– sydney j. harris
traveling with my co-workers
to meet fellow educators
i was faced with a snap decision.
with one of us busy on her phone
working to get transportation from the airport
and the other already at the bottom
i suddenly realized i was left carrying two rolling bags.
while standing at the top of the moving stairs
and people piling up behind me.
i quickly did the math
and decided that:
me – one human
they – two rolling bags
would probably not all
safely make it down at the same time.
so instead of a minus one situation
at the end of the equation
i heaved my companion’s bag
right onto the escalator
all on it’s own
let it just gently bounce and roll down
figured it could take care of itself
alerted them to look out for it at the bottom
though when they looked up
they were too busy laughing
to realize the gravity of the situation
it all ended well.
humans and bags both
none the worse for wear.
survival instinct kicked in
at just the right moment.
and that is why we are teachers.
we are always learning.
i feel that i might be good in a landslide situation.
or a kindergarten classroom.
“let thy step be slow and steady, that thou stumble not.”
it was a morning spent with the kindergarten on an ice skating adventure. filled with tip-toeing on skates, scooting on boots, giving rides on cones, running on ice, holding hands, tumbling, crashing, laughing, noses running.
and all this, as our little hockey playing and figure skating kinders skate on by.
when it’s time to warm up with hot cocoa and donuts, they find themselves on equal ground, and they are all exhausted and so happy. and then, even our hockey players cry when it is time for moms and dads to leave, and for us to return to the cozy comfort of the circle rug in our classroom once more. and some of us feel newly discovered muscles in their legs the next day, that are apparently never used in this way, and take it real slow when going down the stairs.
I would say my sense of adventure outweighs my grace – Kathy Ireland