Part parenting. Part discipling. Part wizardry.
The time of year when teachers just get “tarred.” As in very, very “tired”…
You see them in the hallways stifling a yawn.
You see them dragging a duffel bag of lesson plans out of the trunk of their cars.
You sit across from them in faculty meetings and their pencils pop the table about a hundred times a minute, a reflection of their long to-do list that’s been on hold since the school year began.
It’s hard, fine work.
Here’s the good news.
You can help.
If you know a teacher, give him/her a word of encouragement. A letter. A card. Better yet, a gift card. Nails. Sonic. Groceries. Movies. Relief.
If you live with a teacher, back up and back off. Not the time to fall on your sword over any issues/events/drama. Be a partner, not an adversary. Be her cheerleader. Her champion.
And if you are a teacher, give yourself a break.
You will not save the world. Despite all the bookmarks, Tweets, and Pinterest posts.
All the superhero stuff probably just feels like more and more pressure to you.
Let yourself go to bed early or stay up late.
Let go of your “perfectionist” tendencies.
Show yourself a fraction of the love you show your students.
Teaching is an art, not a science. Despite your best efforts, not all students are going to learn what you set in front of them.
Developmentally, they’re all different.
Just like you.
They’re ready or not ready.
They’re learning today or learning tomorrow. They will learn.
It takes time.
We’ve got time.
...and p.s. don't forget you get to set your clocks back on Sunday!