It's a chilly day
This morning my co-worker informed me that another co-worker happened to make a comment in front of her about our classroom. This person said that our room is "the worst room". When people say that at work, what they mean is "most disbehaved and I want to tear my hair out when I'm in that room." This co-worker happened to also be a "floater" who has probably been in all the rooms.
Our room is "the worst room"? Wow. This made me want to laugh and made me feel a little hurt at the same time. I know that my co-worker and I work REALLY hard for our kids, and so does anyone else who steps into the room. There really is only so much that we can do. But, sometimes comments like that still hurt a bit.
I'd like to think that no room is "worse" than the other. I'm sure the dynamics of each room are quite different. But we all know that these kids ALL have problems and need help. Sometimes, I wish that I could see a different room just to know what it's like.
No wonder some people walk into our classroom and get funny looks on their faces.
Oh well. I don't care. I'm there for the kids. :)
It breaks my heart to realize the lives of some of these kids. I cannot say too much, because of confidentiality. But it's heartbreaking to see kids in your class wear the same clothes over and over and over every day. And watch kids throw fits and scream and yell and kick, pinch, and hit you.
But there are times when I realize it's all worth it. Like when a child asks for a hug, or I get a child to trace his name with a marker left to right instead of right to left, or I see kids get excited about what we are doing, or I see a child share with another child, or a child confides in me how they are feeling and why, or I see the sparkling painted pumpkins outside our door, or I see a child pick out a book to look at that I just read...
There's more of course. A lot more.
My job includes every emotion, I think.
I am SUPER tired today. I also felt light headed this morning at work. I think I forgot to take my iron medication last night. Oops.
Tomorrow I will go on my first field trip as a teacher, ever. With kids who have behavior problems. Bring it on. I think they will really enjoy it, though. Hopefully the cold weather won't ruin our fun.
And now for the other thing on my mind. Wedding planning. You know, it's exciting, and it's fun, but it's frustrating. Why in the world is there so much stuff involved for planning a wedding, and why in the world is there no "simple" list to just use? It's.....useless. The real meaning of this wedding for me is being married to Trevor. That's it. I would be happy standing at the altar, in my wedding dress, before my man, with a pastor to marry us, and our friends and family, too. No crazy decorations. No elaborate reception. But.....to honor my family and his, I'm doing this. Sometimes I just shut my brain off of the planning and "I need to do this and this and this and I have no idea where to start" and think: "WHY do we do all this?!" The really important part is the holy union of marriage. Not the "wedding". The amount of "stuff" you could end up worrying about for a wedding is nuts.
And I'm so tired of hearing family members say
"don't you want to wait until fall?"
"why do you want to get married so soon?"
"where is the money going to come from for this? and this? and this? and this? and this?"
I hate those three comments the most.
Like I said. I'd be happy. With next to nothing as far as stuff goes.
This is where God is leading us. I trust God more than anything. And in all things, it has always worked out. Financially, and otherwise. This will be no different. It has already happened.
Our room is "the worst room"? Wow. This made me want to laugh and made me feel a little hurt at the same time. I know that my co-worker and I work REALLY hard for our kids, and so does anyone else who steps into the room. There really is only so much that we can do. But, sometimes comments like that still hurt a bit.
I'd like to think that no room is "worse" than the other. I'm sure the dynamics of each room are quite different. But we all know that these kids ALL have problems and need help. Sometimes, I wish that I could see a different room just to know what it's like.
No wonder some people walk into our classroom and get funny looks on their faces.
Oh well. I don't care. I'm there for the kids. :)
It breaks my heart to realize the lives of some of these kids. I cannot say too much, because of confidentiality. But it's heartbreaking to see kids in your class wear the same clothes over and over and over every day. And watch kids throw fits and scream and yell and kick, pinch, and hit you.
But there are times when I realize it's all worth it. Like when a child asks for a hug, or I get a child to trace his name with a marker left to right instead of right to left, or I see kids get excited about what we are doing, or I see a child share with another child, or a child confides in me how they are feeling and why, or I see the sparkling painted pumpkins outside our door, or I see a child pick out a book to look at that I just read...
There's more of course. A lot more.
My job includes every emotion, I think.
I am SUPER tired today. I also felt light headed this morning at work. I think I forgot to take my iron medication last night. Oops.
Tomorrow I will go on my first field trip as a teacher, ever. With kids who have behavior problems. Bring it on. I think they will really enjoy it, though. Hopefully the cold weather won't ruin our fun.
And now for the other thing on my mind. Wedding planning. You know, it's exciting, and it's fun, but it's frustrating. Why in the world is there so much stuff involved for planning a wedding, and why in the world is there no "simple" list to just use? It's.....useless. The real meaning of this wedding for me is being married to Trevor. That's it. I would be happy standing at the altar, in my wedding dress, before my man, with a pastor to marry us, and our friends and family, too. No crazy decorations. No elaborate reception. But.....to honor my family and his, I'm doing this. Sometimes I just shut my brain off of the planning and "I need to do this and this and this and I have no idea where to start" and think: "WHY do we do all this?!" The really important part is the holy union of marriage. Not the "wedding". The amount of "stuff" you could end up worrying about for a wedding is nuts.
And I'm so tired of hearing family members say
"don't you want to wait until fall?"
"why do you want to get married so soon?"
"where is the money going to come from for this? and this? and this? and this? and this?"
I hate those three comments the most.
Like I said. I'd be happy. With next to nothing as far as stuff goes.
This is where God is leading us. I trust God more than anything. And in all things, it has always worked out. Financially, and otherwise. This will be no different. It has already happened.