What transpired turned out to be one of the most challenging days in my career history. You see, within five minutes of entering the classroom, my clipboard had to be put away. A little girl needed me, and then another, and then another. Within ten minutes, I was a teacher again, working alongside two amazing women.
Did you know there were children out there that are hurting SO much that they scream and cry for hours on end? Did you know there were children out there that are hurting SO very much that they throw chairs, punch people, turn over tables and throw blocks at other children and their teacher? Yeah, it was one of those days.
As I reflect and remember, I smile... Because, at one point, I was holding the hands of three little children (yeah, we teachers can do that) as I then leapt to stop one child from punching another for the third time. Yeah, it was one of those days.
But, you know what? I'm blessed. I'm blessed because God gave me a gift. He gave me superpowers today. I am wowed because, although I was unable to take any notes during this day long observation, somehow when I sat down to retrieve the information needed from my brain, it was ALL there!! I could remember the whole day!!! I wrote furiously for two hours because I didn't want to lose a drop of the precious memories...
I told the teachers, as we sat in the debris of the day, that I was amazed at their grace. I was honest with them and admitted that at one point I wanted to cry from overwhelm. I told them how grateful I was that people like them were there for children with such intense needs.
I have a bigger job tomorrow. I have to share my insight with the powers that be. Because, I was a visitor today. Usually, it's just the two of them... and they shared with me that, "Today was mild."
Hug a teacher, thank a teacher, they help craft our future....