It’s about time

Teaching was finally fun again today.  For the first time in what feels like a really long time, I really enjoyed being in the classroom.  I enjoyed what I was teaching, (most of) the kids were working hard and participating, and I just found it fun to be around them (with a few exceptions).  It was one of those rare days where the lesson actually went the way I planned, we had plenty of time for everything we needed to do, and nothing insanely crazy happened.

It’s been a long week and I’m tired, so I’ll just leave you with one of the poems we were working with in class today.  It’s one of my favorites and after giving lots and lots of guidance, I think a lot of the kids liked it to.

“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

-Emily Dickinson

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