Skip to main content

Sometimes

Sometimes, our work in schools (teacher, leaders, support staff, etc.) can become very overwhelming. I think that's even more true as we near the end of a school year. I call it the "finish line" syndrome. We see the end and know that we still haven't accomplished a, b or c and we feel responsible for that. We begin to worry about some of our students and what the summer or next year might bring for them.

There's a tendency to have one foot still in this year and another in the year ahead. That's dangerous footing. This year still deserves our focus. We know pieces about next year but the uncertainty of some of it can add to our angst about this year ending.

Sometimes, things aren't always what they seem. You'll hear one side of a conversation or an interaction and jump to conclusions about the actual conversation before you've heard all sides.

Sometimes, you catch yourself wondering if you are indeed on the right path. You second guess decisions. You worry about conversations with others that maybe did not end as well or as completely as you would have hoped.

It is in these times that the true "test" in schools is given to the adults. Our success during "sometimes" is based on how authentically we respond to and support each other and most importantly-- our students. I'm thankful to so many co-workers inside my district and colleagues outside of my district that help me on my sometimes days.

I Play For You from When the Game Stands Tall (WingClips)


We know what we are capable of when we work together. We know that our "sometimes" are not our every times or most times. And that sometimes, things happen that help us improve, grow, change and reflect.  

And sometimes, things happen to remind us just how strong we are or can be.

This work, all of it, matters...even on sometimes, most times and every time kind of days in all of our schools. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Growth Mindset

This will be a quick post likely full of errors and incomplete sentences. But, I feel a pressing need to get these thoughts to paper while: a) I have time  and b) I can still remember the pieces I want to connect I was given a great opportunity to work with Dr. Shawn Hunziker today. We've conducted some online book studies around Mindset by Carol Dweck. This past winter, we were invited to give a keynote to CSE Chairpersons ( BIG TIME for us) and that led to today's session with CNYSEA's Summer Institute .  On my way to the session, I was rehearsing notes (as I always do, see previous post ). At a stop sign near the venue where the conference was held, I pulled up in back of a car and noticed the neatest license plate: NEVRQT* I think that's how it was spelled. I tried to grab a picture but realized how creepy that would look and did not reshoot the blurry image I captured. When I arrived at the conference, I immediately told my partner, Sh...

Shelf Life

I was getting teased by a friend about how long I had been working in my current position. "How long have you been there?" "Four years as Principal but 10 years in the district." "You do realize you've overstayed your welcome." "What?!" "Your shelf life. Most administrators only have 5-7 years in each position. You've passed that." That conversation was intended to be light hearted but it had me thinking hours later. We know that one of the most critical educational influences in a child's performance is an awesome teacher. But, right after that, we usually hear about the need for solid leadership. At the NASSP Principals' Institute, the suggestion was shared that principals might even share the top spot with teachers in determining success. The argument was great principals hire great teachers...they need each other. I still believe teachers make the most direct difference but I am aware of how interdependent bo...

Gram

I am a member of the #compelledtribe. We are a blogging group that supports each other and writes in response to posted topics every so often. This week's topic is: Share a story about someone who loved you when you didn't expect it, earn it, or either deserve it. One of my biggest regrets in life is that my grandmother may not have fully known the impact she has had on me. I had the privilege of living next door to her for nearly 5 years. There were rituals she made me do with her. We watched ice skating every Sunday. We watched Wheel of Fortune most nights. On weekends, she sent me around town to different stores, by foot, with a shopping list for deals at each of them (based on the flyers). I had an odd fashion sense then and she was never afraid to tell me if I looked awful. My gram was the lady with the lavender sweater, lavender slacks, and lavender pumps. She matched. I sported a more Boy George inspired look that she never really understood or appreciated.  G...