8:04AM
Last week of instruction. Bittersweet. Feel like I still have so much to give them but they must move on...and I have to move on as well.
Talking all that sh’t about not missing them but I know I will. They are my family.
If I had time, I would write a poem where I list all of the annoying phrases that got on my nerves. Tell stories that end with the unexpected life changing lessons they each taught me.
I will make time.
Not just for my reflective pleasure but for their growth. My poem will be a love letter...writing personal notes is one of my favorite forms of providing feedback to them. That type of writing is a challenge for me, it prompts me to be compassionate, intentional, and non-judgemental with my words. I rise at this thoughtfulness-challenge because the kids grow from it. But sometimes, that letter is the only thing I can get them to read, all year, at the end of the year. I need to take time to write them way more, even if only for specific students who need ongoing commun…
Talking all that sh’t about not missing them but I know I will. They are my family.
If I had time, I would write a poem where I list all of the annoying phrases that got on my nerves. Tell stories that end with the unexpected life changing lessons they each taught me.
I will make time.
Not just for my reflective pleasure but for their growth. My poem will be a love letter...writing personal notes is one of my favorite forms of providing feedback to them. That type of writing is a challenge for me, it prompts me to be compassionate, intentional, and non-judgemental with my words. I rise at this thoughtfulness-challenge because the kids grow from it. But sometimes, that letter is the only thing I can get them to read, all year, at the end of the year. I need to take time to write them way more, even if only for specific students who need ongoing commun…
