The life of a Colorado teacher…

My day was tough and I am tired. I teach Kindergarten and today we celebrated 100 days of school. And tomorrow we celebrate Valentines Day before a day and an evening of parent/teacher conferences. Yikes!!! I love my job and all of my students. Not to mention that the days of celebration are fun. However, all that five year old excitement leaves me exhausted and ready to go home, put on my pj’s and eat pizza.

Yet, there is that part of me that requires time to myself in nature. I can’t make it to the mountains tonight, but there is a park nearby where I can walk in the calm, crisp, February air. The ducks and geese swim in the little area of the lake that is not frozen over. They are quacking, honking their displeasure in my presence. I look up and watch the sun dip behind the mountains, slipping my phone out of my pocket just in time to catch this beautiful moment. I feel refreshed and happy. I reflect on my day and find the many positive aspects that I had previously overlooked. Excited children, wonderful learning and supportive collogues. I am tired, but my day had meaning and I am surrounded by a loving community. With a full and thankful heart, I am ready to go home and order some pizza. 🙂

Teacher

To live a magical life, I feel I must have a purpose. And when I think of purpose, I think of my chosen profession.  Actually,  it is my passion.

I am a teacher.  A Kindergarten teacher to be exact. I understand that I am one of thousands, maybe millions of teachers in this world.  And I understand that in and of itself, this is not special.  In fact, it is one of the things that makes my life “normal.”  

But… It is special to me because it gives me purpose.  Every morning I have a reason to get up and be inspired to live a full life.  A life that I can give to my students.  

What an honor it is to guide these young children in their learning and to allow them to blossom. To let them know it is ok to ask questions. To make mistakes. And to get back up and try again.

When I teach, I am really creating a community where my young students learn to build relationships and to share and collaborate ideas.  We learn that we all have strengths and we all have weakness and that we can overcome problems together.  It is in this classroom that children learn how to work in a group, and many times, this is where they make a choice to love learning.  

To be the person who guides them is important.  I love this work. I love to create activities that my students can build upon and make their own. I love speaking to children at their level. Sometimes our heart to heart conversations are silent, with only our eyes talking and a small hand reaching out to grab mine.  Sometimes our communication is through pictures, especially if language is difficult.  

But we all learn and we all grow. This would include me as I become humbled at the wisdom of simplicity.  I feel as if I forget my wisdom and these tiny souls show me once again what is important…

To ask many questions.

To make friends with everyone.

To live in the moment

And to burst into song when I feel like it. 

So really it is a give and take.  I guide the young people in how to sound out words and count to 100, but they take me back to my true self.  A person who views life as beautiful and magical.

Words by Magical-Normal Life. Image by my school district.