The Struggle is Real

Sometimes I correct things that I should let go.  Sometimes I overlook things that I should set straight. Sometimes I imagine that all the words or behaviors I don’t like in the room are actually rainbows, unicorns, and Target shopping carts filled with magic. Sometimes, I find myself actually praying for a fire drill. Sometimes I just pack up, eat a Girl Scout cookie, and thank the good Lord that his mercies are new every morning. More this year than any recent one, I am seeing the reality of this article in my classroom. The past perfected methods of my craft (I’m a professional, by golly) aren’t working with this present of mine…or that one….or that other one over there.

I don’t have all the answers.

The good news: I don’t think we are supposed to have it all together…whew! Just today, a friend of mine going through an even tougher life experience than a classroom struggle stated, “…There is no right or wrong way to do this. Just try to love each other.” Read this article (link posted at the bottom of the blog). These are the children we teach. These are the children we call ours. These are the children who were happy to come back to school today because there was food…and windows…and heat. These are the children for whom we secretly supply Girl Scout Cookies and the ones I am certain could use an educational field trip to Target.

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