Breathe in some more tiny pink perfection
The school year ends today. I will say goodbye to 28 students who have come to mean so much to me. Some of them will come back and visit me. Some will move on without a backward glance. Some are ready to move on. Some did not find what they needed (or thought they needed) in my classroom. It has been a good year. It’s also been a hard year. I had challenging students, needy students, bored students, and students who struggled to keep up. I tried to meet them all where they were and move them forward.
Being a teacher means that I am as hard on myself as I am on my students. I want them to move forward and grow and do their best. I expect no less from myself. I struggle to move forward, to grow, to always do my best. At the same time, I recognize that I can not do it all. I can’t accomplish every teaching goal I have this year. I can’t improve everything at once. I can’t solve all my problems immediately. I need to allow myself time and space to develop as a teacher. It is not an easy task — messing with kids’ lives makes it all seem very urgent. Making a typo isn’t that big a deal in the “real” world but when I make a typo, 28 students think that’s the RIGHT way to spell that word and my mistake is magnified. But, no one is perfect and we all need a little break.
So, summer is my break. There is a summer goals meme floating around the Edusphere right now. My summer goals are as follows:
- Write. Write. Write. Write.
- Finish my kitchen/dining room.
- Finish my backyard.
- Get my house under control.
- Take advantage of the luxury of planning for next year since I know what I’ll be teaching (4th grade).
- Relax as much as possible.
- Spend time with my family.
- Try to get something published outside of my blog!
- Take care of all the doctor, dentist, vet, etc appointments my family has been putting off.
- Start exercising with something approaching regularity.
I know for a fact that 10 goals are about 5 too many but there you are. My summer goals. Sounds like a fun summer. I still have one more day to go in and be a teacher — cleaning my classroom and checking out for the year. But, Saturday morning, I turn off my alarm clock and I’m done with that noise until the end of August.
(I’ll still be the first one up most mornings, I’m sure!)