I had such a good day today. It was field day at the school, so for the first two hours of the day my kids played field games and I joined in most of them if they didn’t need an adult helping. My kids devastated me in so many of those games! It was very fun, my kids all enjoyed it, and it was a good day.
One of the parents wrote a letter to the principal and our principal shared it with the whole school. In the letter the mom said how she was impressed by how so many of the kids were kind and inclusive in their games to others with special needs. In the email I’m the only teacher mentioned by name as a ‘model example’ and it was really touching. I felt proud of how kind my kids are.
And then I get a text from one of my best friends ever about awesome news that just killed me in joy. (PHXCC is going to be the most amazing thing ever). I can’t even begin to tell you how and why I’m so excited about this message.
Last week I tried adding on a second tutoring job after school and nearly died from three 14 hour days in a row,
plus work on Saturday. I had some uncomfortable money talks too and the whole week had been shit. But seven days later things can turn around so much. I have a better understanding of my physical and mental limits when it comes to work, I know I need to save a little longer to do anything, and I remember why I wanted to be a teacher. I love my job, I really do.