SOMETIMES WHEN A DAY IS REALLY BUSY you can’t even feel everything that is happening. Your brain is usually divided between the now and the next. Today was like that for me. We had so many good things going on, but it was almost too much to process.
I arrived at school just before 7 a.m. (I love the quiet of the early morning), and used that time to finish up the Secret Project that another teacher pal and I have been working on. It is going out in our last news broadcast tomorrow, so if you are SUPER INTERESTED you can check it out at my website.
After lunch, my TED Talk students gathered NERVOUSLY in my classroom as parents and sweet administrators. I was actually pretty nervous MYSELF. I was so proud of my students. One student got so INTO having an audience that she expanded on her talk. She expanded on her talk a LOT. It was right around the seven minute mark that I thought maybe I should drag her offstage, but she wrapped it up at 8 minutes and 3 seconds. She was thrilled to be listened to.
One of the best parts was when one of my differently-abled students insisted on giving his talk. His two best buddies were giving theirs and he wanted to join in. His mother even came to hear him speak, and I know she must have been so proud. I know that I was really proud. They all did great, and I know that over time our TED Talks will grow and improve and expand.
After school, I had to keep my Leadership kids under control until their presentation at 5:30 tonight. It was no easy task. Thankfully, pizza’s were delivered and that helped sustain them for the LONG DAY. They also had to present on the work they had been doing all year. They were nervous, but pulled through. One of the BEST moments was when a student who had NEVER been able to say a word in front of anyone, actually spoke on stage and into a microphone. He was terrified, but he did it. I was really proud of him!
Now, I am home and the year is officially winding down to nothing. We have our final leadership class tomorrow which consists of eating a WHOLE bunch of ice cream sandwiches, and saying goodbye. I’ll miss my sweet, crazy knuckleheads, and hope that my 5th grader choose to join leadership next year. I hope they’ve learned to use their voices. I hope they’ve learned that those voices are powerful, and what they have to say matters.
Now, I’m going to put my little feet up and relax.
Keep moving forward,