There
was a chirp, almost a squeak- irritating, yet comfortable. It meant I was not
alone. Every time I felt it had stopped, I had a twinge of loneliness- then the
chirp rang out, teasing me. Our relationship started rocky, it alternated
between appreciation, hate and annoyance. Yet my disdain for it- the break in
the silence, the reminder to self-protect, home protect, family protect- became
a need to not replace the battery. The battery would mean silence. The battery
would mean loneliness. The battery would mean alteration. It would mean self-awareness
and self-care.
No
matter how much I love my classroom, I need to step away now and again. If not
physically- I am generally lucky in the stay healthy and fit department. Then
mentally- so I can see the four corners, hear the giggles and engagement- above
all else anticipate the needs of the students within. I need to take care of me.
If I am running on empty- I do not have the energy to give what is needed of me
throughout the day. I sometimes forget this, until the necessity overwhelms,
and I am nudged into a resting period. Yesterday, I was nudged.
I
laid in bed this morning, fever, hoarse voice- after a very long night of
coughing. Hot tea and soup awaiting my attention. I felt guilty somehow that I
was not at work. But I had to let it go. I left detailed plans. I prepared my
students for my absence. All was good. Sometimes I forget to take time for myself-
burning the candle at both ends. When I forget to take time for myself- the
time, like sand in an hourglass, piles- waiting to get turned on its head. When
it does, it can bring abrasion, a wearing down that only leaves room for recuperation.
Thus, I will be off two days with a high fever, laryngitis and a bad cough.
Children
at school, family out and about and no sound in the house but the echo of the
chirp. I awakened to it after a forced afternoon nap. It forged a new
relationship, chirp, chirp- change my battery as you are charging yours. With
Quiz Bowl, the Steam Center and a full-time classroom adventure- no wonder you
are worn down. Stay in bed, Chai in hand and just rest. Watch corny television
and just escape into a world, not education. Just recuperate, sleep- because
come Thursday- there is a lot to do. The week is full and your tank needs to be
too.
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