Feed Your Passion

Last week I was struck by a rite of passage, one of my students gave me an apple because he told me he knew that’s what people do; give people apples. It definitely made me smile!

Apple for the teacher

I have been struck lately by the idea of, “Feeding Your Passion.” I feel pretty lucky that as a child, my parents always wanted me to be the best person I could be. I was ingrained in the idea that I could go anywhere I wanted and be anything I wanted, but I had to make sure I had all the tools I needed in order to do that.

The term “Feeding Your Passion” to me means this: you are working in so many different directions throughout your life, so that somehow, somewhere, you can use the skills you’ve learned along the way to pursue your dreams.

I am certainly a big dreamer. I would love to write a book one day, travel the world, hike a lot of mountains, and live every single day to its fullest. I would love to always be close to family and friends, and laugh with joy at every stop along the way. I would love to pass down my love of life and this idea of “Feeding Your Passion” to my own kids and family, and leave my students feeling empowered that they too can accomplish anything they put their minds to.

As I’ve gotten older, the ways to “Feed my Passion” have been different than I every could have expected. These ways come from finding it in myself to overcome my fears or finding my confidence to pursue a dream.

I’m not sure there is a right way to “Feed Your Passion”, I just know that in the end, when we’re standing at the end of our lives, I want to know I “Fed my Passion;” knowing I did all I could to better myself and live every moment to it’s fullest!

What is your passion? What are you doing to “Feed Your Passion”? Good food for thought as the pre-Halloween week gets in to full swing!

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Lessons from the Teaching Journey…Thus Far

This past week I was suddenly struck by the chest-viral-cough-up-a-lung virus my kiddos had been carrying around with them for the past weeks. I had been warned, that the inevitable would happen…I would contract whatever the virus was.

I’ve also been told it’s a reality of first year teachers to enjoy the sniffles often through the first year, but that it would be worth it. All those people have been right.

However, this was about week three of feeling crummy, and Monday hit me hard. Thank goodness for doses of Mucinex and Tylonel, and Kleenex. And good doctors. And people who are willing to cover your class for you.

In reality, this week was a dose of humility for me.

Learning to let go for a moment so I could recover. Stopping my worry about whether or not I would finish grading the stack of papers for tomorrow, and just trusting things would go right.

This year has been truly terrific. I’ve loved teaching. Overall it has been a very humbling experience.

I am responsible for my kids’ learning, the lessons I teach each day, and the activities I have planned for them.

In all reality, this teaching journey has had me push myself like I never thought I would, making sure I implemented the most successful methods in teaching to my classroom, pushing me to be on my feet, thinking constantly.

Mom has often told me teaching is a performance act. You’re on your feet constantly, thinking quickly to best meet the needs of each child, while simultaneously keeping track of what each child is doing and making sure everyone is on task. I’d agree with that.

I’ve made my share of mistakes, which has also helped me to grow and meet more success.

However, I have had to learn (in order to heal from being sick and lesson the impact of stress upon physical ailments), to let go at the end of the day. I’ve had to learn to trust I have done enough.

In the end, the job is humbling. The road is worth it, and the adventures along the way make it memorable.

One of my kiddos Friday afternoon said, “I bet Miss Almer was born with a smile on her face!” Yup. Definitely worth it.

Reflecting on teaching so far, all I know is that this profession is one of the coolest out there. You get to make a difference, even if just for a few hours a day. You get to hear some pretty random fun facts, silly jokes, and enthusiasm even for the simplest things. (So much enthusiasm was shared for the smelly Corpse Flower which bloomed in September in Denver.)

Lake day!

So I leave you with this, no matter the profession, no matter your job, take a moment to enjoy the little things throughout your day. There’s probably quite a few of them that make each day memorable if you take a look for them. (Also, if you have a teacher around you, give them a hug, and an extra pack of Emergen-C just to keep their immunity up. They’ll so appreciate it.)

Wishing you a terrific day!

-C