Yesterday I had to begin the arduous task moving out of my 3rd grade classroom and into the new STEM Lab. It was surprisingly bittersweet and overwhelming. As I paged through several of my favorite read alouds and anchor texts, I realized that I will not be reading these to a class of eager students next year. My favorite read aloud of all time is Roxie and the Hooligans. I love everything about Roxie, her good nature, her "Do not panic" mantra, how she wins everyone over in the end. Sometimes I get carried away and think I could write a stage adaptation of the book, but I get hung up on the whole garbage barge and island setting issues.
My finger tips are sore from the stupid staple remover and I accidentally stabbed my fingers a number of times. The the reality of this huge job change set in today. I worked all day back and forth between two rooms and felt like I didn't accomplish much. Then I got in my car and had a good cry (which I just don't do) realizing that I'm in the midst of my own catharsis. Change is so necessary and undeniable.
This morning, back in my classroom and making much better progress, I came across this:
Today, however, I was curious about the vision statement I had written so long ago, so I took it off the stick.
"My vision as a teacher leader is to inspire by example, inform with respect to the tried and true traditions, and to encourage those who are ready for something new."
I kind of want to give my 2007-budding-teacher-leader self a big hug and say, "Look how far we've come in working toward that vision." It's time for an updated version, but first I need to finish packing.
Many thanks to Steven W. Anderson who shared great encouragement this morning and gave me a renewed "can-do" attitude to keep moving forward.