The last three months are a blur. It is fairly amazing to me that time can pass at the same rate every millisecond, yet some moments zip by like a humming bird and others crawl by like a zombie who’s lost his legs. Since August, I was immersed in Student Teaching. Now, I have always known teachers have the hardest job in the world, but it is one thing to know it and another to have it proven to you. Daily. It is a delicate balance of being a Teacher, Mom, Dad, Coach, Therapist, and Wrangler.
I taught U.S. History to juniors. That is a group of fifteen and sixteen year olds who have to be told the same thing at least 723 times before they actually do it. They were fantastic. So, what did you learn, Mrs. Norton – you ask? I learned how to take slow, deep breaths to keep my patience. I learned that I can work from 6:00 am to 11:00 pm every single day and not actually die from exhaustion. And I learned that yes, I still want to teach. Enough insightful reflection… Student teaching is complete, I’m in my last week of grad school class and it’s time to take a breath. Oh, and I turn 40 today! Breathing is good!
Time passes – we’ve heard all the clichés –
‘in the blink of an eye…’
‘time flies when you’re having fun.’
‘where does the time go?’
Time is not the enemy, kids. But it sure feels that way sometimes, doesn’t it? Not today. Today, I’m taking a breath, humming Happy Birthday to Me and enjoying my life. You should do the same – throw in the humming – it will surprise you.
