Friends, I have wanted oh-so-much to write about the fracas that encompasses all our lives in some form or fashion as of late.
But it's not my job to tell you that I am compelled to be the female Rodney King (why can't we all just get along?) and so I am reposting something from a looooong time ago. It's a Valentine's Day post, but I think it's time to think about noticing and relishing the little things...that upon reflection, are not so little after all.
I used to have an educational blog called "The New Thirteen," but
Sometimes, I find a student who intrigues me. Today, it was Terran. Terran is one of those kids that doesn't seem to fit any mold--he's not concerned enough about his grades to be a geek; he's not attractive enough to be cute; he's not bad enough to be a rebel. He's just kind of weird and kind of smart and kind of interesting...he'll probably wind up owning some huge corporation, making educational software for my grandchildren, who will not actually attend a school with teachers--just "facilitators" who make sure the computers are turned on.
Today, Terran showed up in my classroom with a big hot pink envelope. He kept it hidden in his book for a few minutes, then took it out, put it behind his back, and went out to stand in the hallway. He stood up against the wall, the envelope behind his back, his eyes glued on the far end of the lockers, and waited.
I never know if I should say anything about stuff like this, especially where some boys are concerned. So I just asked him if he was looking for someone, and he answered in the affirmative. Then, I asked him if he could see the person for whom he was looking, and he nodded. I left it at that, and let him do what he needed to do, which was hand a hot pink envelope to one girl in the midst of dozens.
Five minutes later, Terran was in the classroom. I asked him if the mission was a success, he said yes, and we shared a fist bump.
There are minutes when I love my job.
(There are days when I don't.)
Happy Valentines Day to everyone, but especially to those guys like Terran, who may not look like much on the outside, but will someday rule the world.