I’m a teacher. Some days I do the work of teaching and I feel successful. I mean, I feel like I’m in the zone. Other days…Not so much. Other days, I feel like a failure. I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. Everything falls flat.
You see, in my classroom, I make mistakes daily. Things very rarely go “as planned.” That’s the nature of working with humans.
Folx, teaching is just messy. And this work is hard.
But for me, running is one escape from that. Now, being a runner is only tangentially tied to this talk.
Because today I want to talk about patience. The patience I want to give myself as a teacher. And the patience I want to give my students.
Think of a situation where you felt you belonged. What was that like? What made that happen for you? Consider a time