Tuesday, April 04, 2006

My students rock!

I am a 1st grade teacher in South Central, and have had the same class for 2 years now (I used to be their K teacher). Up until the Landmark Forum, I viewed my job as thankless, frustrating, annoying, depressing, and every other negative word you can think of. I hated my job. My students were headaches and I felt like no aspirin could take care of the pain that I endured everyday.

That Monday morning, after my weekend forum, I went to school just like I normally do. I was happier than usual, but still not understanding what exactly I got out of my little weekend excursion. I went out to pick up my class and much to my surprise; I felt nothing but love for this great group of kids. They were so happy, cheerful, and...they were children. They were little human beings who were at school to begin their journey to adulthood. Honestly, I always had a tough time keeping in mind that they were only children. They will do childlike things and say childlike stuff. That's what 5 and 6 year olds do and for some reason, I never got that. Thankfully, I do now. We walked to our classroom and I was feeling great! I felt so good that I sat my students down in front of me to apologize for my "grumpy" behavior and promise that I won't be like that ever again. It's been an easy promise to keep. From that day on, I have been teaching my students how to take responsibility for themselves and not worry about others and what they think. Because they got it so easily and understood what it all meant, our classroom is much more relaxed and full of energy. Of course it's all a work in progress, but for the most part they instantly correct themselves with a little direction from their teacher. They love to impress me and I eat it up every time...laughing and smiling.

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At 5:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I want to relate my experience last night. I went to a much anticipated yoga class last night. But I have been ill and I found the physical work very difficult. I got frustrated and the machinery kicked in sending me on a downward spiral of thought and mood. All my rackets came flooding in. “I’m so weak, everyone thinks I’m out if shape” essentially “I’m not good enough, am I okay?” Then I went to, “I’m too hard on myself, why, and can’t I just accept a weaker practice?” again “I’m not good enough, am I okay.” Finally crumpled in an exhausted child’s pose on the floor, I took a deep breath and the phrase “If I’m not my past then who am I” came through me. And suddenly my rackets lost power, and possibilities started to replace them. I thought “If I am not my past then I have no physical standard to uphold, which means no matter what I do right now, is the best choice for me. Therefore what ever I do right now is right. There is nothing wrong here.” As you mentioned Jaime about energy and how it moves with worries, I felt a lethargic weight lift form me and a sense of peace come over me. My chest sparked with energy as I worked my thoughts on an upward spiral of developing and expanding possibility! “If I am not my past then I don’t have anyone to compete with, then I have never been sick and I can walk out of here feeling good, then I have never been neglectful of my friends, there is no thing but the possibility of having a rich relationship with them, with no past, I have never made a mistake at work, I have never not gotten a part, or even been depressed!” I crawled though all these spaces I lose strength and power in my life and stripped them of the past. Which left nothing but possibilities, I am an amazing employee, evolved and energetic friend, a brilliant actor, and a happy person! I was still physically exhausted but I was energized and excited most importantly I felt powerfull and in control. I had a great yoga class and I could hardly do a pose.
We must remind ourselves of these possibilities, Jamie keep us motivated, and inspired. I realize it takes constant and vigilant work. Every day, moment to moment work, but it is incredibly inspiring, moving and life saving work.

Kelly

 

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