I know what you’re thinking. No, it’s not the final Friday of the month (when I normally do my Final Friday post). Today is the final Friday of my precious summer vacation. Such a bittersweet day, it is. I guess it’s true what they say. All good things do come to an end, huh?
I loathe the fact that I can no longer sleep until I decide it’s time to get up. I now have to obey my alarm clock. I now have to live my life strictly according to my Cozi calendar so as not to miss any important meetings, deadlines, events or the like. I now have to check backpacks every evening to make certain that the “I don’t have any homework” declarations are indeed true. I have to prepare lunches each night before going to bed. I have to make wardrobe choices at night to avoid any potential last-minute morning mishaps that threaten my chances of getting everyone to their designated locations at just the right time. I have to make arrangements to get this kid to practice and pick this one up. Order this one’s costumes, pick up a poster for this project, send in money for this field trip, buy a t-shirt for this and that, and I’m sure that I’ve left out something.
So, how will I spend my final Friday? Shopping? Hanging with friends? Relaxing on the couch? Nope. None of the above. I’m spending my final Friday of summer…(drum roll please)…working in my classroom!
Enjoy your Friday!
This week has been a busy one for me. So busy, that I’ve only blogged once this week! My long-awaited graduation day is rapidly approaching and one of the requirements is an electronic portfolio. The aforementioned portfolio is to consist of my responses, reflections, and artifacts proving thorough understanding of all of the objectives that have been taught in all of the courses that I’ve taken for this thirty-three hour educational specialist’s degree. Keep in mind that I’ve been working towards this Teacher Leader degree for a little over a year and that in addition to pursuing this degree I’ve also been a wife, mother, teacher (high school and junior college), dance mom, basketball mom, tutor, you get my drift…
I’m a self-professed Superwoman and sometimes I think that I take on extra tasks just to see if I can outdo myself. Seriously, I don’t think I’ve uttered the word “no” in so long that my lips and tongue may not even know how to form the shape needed to successfully say the word.
Yesterday, I excitedly pressed the submit button to turn in my portfolio to my advisor! Boom! A whole week early! Superwoman has done it again!! Time to celebrate! Then, just as my toe was pointed, lifted, and headed into the right grapevine to begin the electric slide, I heard the buzz of my iPhone indicating that I had received an email.
The email was not one I was expecting. Not at all. It was a message from my advisor asking me to set up a call with her to discuss my portfolio. Seems that it needed a little more work. Why I initially got so upset, I’m still trying to figure that out. When I got off the phone and truly evaluated how much time I’ve spent working on the project, I felt silly that I, even for one second, got offended.
I’m a teacher. If I don’t know anything, I know that teachers have the gift that tells them when students hurriedly complete assignments so as not to interfere with the other things that they have going on in their lives. Why would I think this instance would be any different?
I stand corrected. I stand corrected that I can slip some work by a teacher and he accept it as my best because I’ve submitted nothing but my best all semester long. I also stand corrected in thinking that I’m Superwoman. I’m figuring out that being a jack of all trades makes me the master of none. At this very moment, I’m making a list. I’m going to check it twice. I’m erasing all the things that prohibit me from having the best life possible.
As a child, I can remember saying, “I can’t wait to be a grown up. They have it so easy!” Now, years later, I see how sadly mistaken I was. Being an adult is not easy. Many times, I long for the days when I could just sit back, relax, and remain worry free. As we grow into adults, we learn so many things. Some of those things we learn easily and some of them…(You know the rest). Thinking back on my journey to womanhood, here are five things about life that I have learned the hard way:
#5 Nothing is free. My children are just like I was when I was little. So innocent and naive. Anytime someone said that something was free, I believed them. Win a free trip to so and so! Buy this and get that free! Sign up for this credit card and get this t-shirt free! Ha. (Boy was I crazy for believing that one. Though it was “free”, that was one EXPENSIVE t-shirt!)
#4 If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck, chances are, it’s a duck. Maya Angelou said it best when she said, “When people show you who they are, believe them.”
#3 Nobody’s life is perfect. I grew up in The Cosby Show era. The Huxtables were a picture-perfect family that everyone envied. I secretly wished that Rudy would run away and that Cliff and Claire would kidnap me or pay my parents to have me replace her. I was super shocked when I finally realized that scripted lives don’t exist in reality and that perfect families on existed on Thursday nights at 7:00 on NBC.
#2 Money does not grow on trees. My parents tricked me. I thought that there was some endless supply of money that they tapped into whenever their wallets were empty! I cannot remember a time when I asked my parents for something (within reason) and they didn’t make it happen. Now that it’s my turn to do that, I find myself looking endlessly for that pot at the end of the rainbow! (Anyone with tips, please email me. Please.)
#1 Being a teacher is hard work! I decided that I wanted to be a teacher when I was in middle school. My teachers made it look so, so easy! But, it only took me a few short months in the profession to see that teaching is not the walk in the park that it appears to be. Though it is a very rewarding career, it brings with it demands that only those brave enough to wear the badge can relate to. This Taylor Mali video explains it best:
There are certain things that people can tell you over and over again. But, it’s not until you learn those things for yourselves that you really start to believe them. Life is the best teacher that you’ll ever have. There is nothing as profound and eye-opening as living and experiencing those things that you’ve heard your mother and grandmother tell you time and time again.
I guess this age-old adage is true: You live and you learn.