Today has felt a lot like I am running just to stay in place. Homework isn't copied, parent-teacher conferences tomorrow are eating all of my free time, and the joy at seeing the kiddos already wore off.
During bathroom break before gym Texas raised his hand. He informed me he had an accident and showed me that it was running down the leg of his pants. I immediately felt stressed. I already had a line of five children to talk to about one thing or another before I let them go to gym (e.g., you still need to apologize even if you bumped the person by accident). I could feel myself getting frustrated.
Then, the most magical thing happened. Texas said, "Ms. Haley, it's not a big accident and I have a change of clothes. May I go and get them?" He went upstairs, got his clothes, changed, brought his clothes back up to his locker and went to gym. No assistance necessary. In case you've never taught five-year-olds, that kind of independence is A BIG DEAL.
not surprised by the first line, huge smile at the last paragraph. PROGRESS!
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