My backpack is torn, well-used, broken-in. I should buy a new one, but this one still works, so why spend the money?
“Clean out backpack” was on my list to do this morning, and since I’ve been working all summer I didn’t think it would be a big deal. I’ve been using my backpack a lot. I feel like I just cleaned it out a month ago.
That must have been when I put an apple in there for a mid-PD snack.
That apple died in my backpack. It was a terrible death, as evidenced by the disgusting paper towel I pulled from the bottom.
“I guess I can throw my bag in the wash tonight.” I comforted myself.
And then I pulled out my Coaching Institute notebook. The notebook that I use all the time. The notes help me frame so many things in my work: Purpose, inspiration, feedback, balanced literacy, coaching in… The TCRWP Coaching Institute was the best Professional Development I’ve ever had!
My notes are mostly gone now – soaked away by dying apple juice.
This better not be an indication of how my coaching year will go.
This better just be an indication that I need to buy a new backpack. And maybe a lunchbox. And maybe it’s time to go back to Teacher’s College for another Institute.