Share. Connect. Love.
I did a lot this week, but there didn't seem to be much to tie it all together at the weekend. I've spent most of today thinking about how I can succinctly write about it wrapped up with a catchy title and perhaps a pun or allusion. I'm at a loss this week. It was super full, but the assorted successes of life aren't always strung together thematically.[...]
I gave my students a work period for their quarter project that's due next week, and although I assigned this project three weeks ago and had previously given a work day in class, I noticed a blank screen before one of my students on Friday. "Dude, what's the deal?" I asked this kid who I've noticed to be a hard worker despite his reputation for the reverse. He promised to work hard the rest of the period and over the weekend. "You'd better," I told him, "I'm expecting you to have one of the best projects." [...]
I love my job. I won’t ever do anything to jeopardize my teaching position because it provides me with the unique opportunity to speak truth into the lives of teenagers who are asking deep questions. Sometimes, however, I’m still caught off guard when they take me up on the offer to share life - when they hunt me down in their study hall to share concerns about their relationships or when they show up on my doorstep after school to laugh with me or when they have dinner with me and discuss Doctor Who fan theories.[...]
I have a pain in my butt - literally. It's been there for a week now.
Last Sunday, I went for a walk after a nice refreshing sleep-in overdue from that previous week of restless nights. I felt so great, after a couple hours I went for another walk. During the second walk, my butt felt a little sore. "This is great!" I thought, "I don't usually feel much in my butt! I'm working my butt off so well, and now I've got some sensation of soreness after a good workout!"[...]
