Saturday, February 26, 2011
Small Victory - Thursday
I did want to share a small victory that I did have.
When the alarm went off, I wished with all my heart that it was any other day of the week. But...it wasn't. I groggily made my way to the alarm clock and hit the nooze button and climbed back into my child filled bed and pretended to rest for 10 more minutes. Repeat.
I knew on the third sounding of the alarm that I could no longer put off the inevitable. So, I turned off the alarm and made my way to the bathroom. A nice hot shower seemed to melt away some of the weariness. I emerged a little more ready for the day. It is always a chore to get the herd up and moving and out the door on time. Today was no exception, rather, it was almost an event all on its own.
As I made my to the school with my three children, I mentally prepared myself for the day. This day-Thursday-seems to be the hardest day of the week for me. I think it might have to do with the fact that it is near the end of the week, that the kids are ready for a break, and that we have a guest presenter every Thursday afternoon that the students refuse to be respectful for.
The day started with out much stress. Things seemed to be cruising along. "Hey" I thought. "I can do this today. I really can...". This it all hit the fan.
I had a student come to me and tell me that another student was being mean. I questioned this student multiple times to ensure I had this student's version. Then I called over the second student and got the low down. In the end, one had failed to tell the full truth. It only wasted 20 minutes of our class computer time to work it out. I was livid! Grrrr!
By the time our guest presenter made it to the classroom, I had had it! I stood up in front of the class and informed them (in front of our guest) that any major issue would result in immediate referral to the office. Surprisingly they were decent. They were far from stellar and I just know our guest presenter leaves and is glad to be out of our room. I usually get very discouraged at this point, which usually leads to anger or resentment. Today I felt neither. Is this a victory or numbness? I don't quite know either. But I was just relieved to end the day.
So, where is the Small Victory in this whole story? To me it was making it successfully through the day without being frustrated and angry the entire time. Was it a perfect day...no! But it was a better Thursday than I have experienced in a long, long time.