Found myself in my feelings this weekend. Found myself taking stock of my life. And in doing so, I found myself lucky.

I am. For twenty-three years I have been blessed to be among kids, and as I look ahead to my next seventeen or so, I am energized by the promise and hope that will fill my days as I work for them, as I learn from them.

I wonder if all teachers feel this way. I wonder if they find the joy that I have day in and day out. As I look back over my roughly four-thousand days spent with kids, I cannot think of a time, a day when I was not eager to be in the classroom. I love it. I live it. I never want to leave it.

And it’s all because of the kids. All. I have worked with and still work with some fantastic adults, but it is not they who sustain me. I have loved and still love teaching English, but it is not it that drives me. It’s kids. They alone compel me to be a better teacher, a better human. Great models, they. I am blessed truly. And as I sit here three cups of coffee and two-hundred-four words into Monday, I am keenly conscious of how lucky I am.

Today’s Trail

Along today’s trail, we will experience…

…connecting through Smiles and Frowns.

…either completing last week’s Performance or Personal Reading.

…reflecting in our Journey Journals.

…hearing a Sappy Sy Rhyme.

Happy Monday, all.

Do. Reflect. Do Better.