A Haiku from my desk, by the window dreary light, red trees burnt red, yellow leaves still cling I bet it feels crisp
From my chair I see (I kinda don't want to paint this picture for you) A double dog crate, with 2 cats lounging safe from the dog On top of the crates: The printer, a stack of paper and a pile of new ink cartriges Cat food Cat treats Magnet letters A basket of bags of magnets - sorted to maybe give away, but what if I need them for school one day? Extra curriculum books that need to be returned. Empty binders A lapdesk, folded with a vague plan to make it part of a diy standing desk because this is a lot of sitting Next to the crates, A ladder perched to finish the electical work for the new router placement. My bulletin board propped up against the wall it used to hang on. From my chair I see My desk, with 1 dog pretending to lounge but really tring to see the cats. On top of my desk: Grade 1 phonics Grade K writing I spy cards - I thought they'd be fun to use with kids, but when I looked more closely, they are just creepy. Glasses cleaner Glasses cleaner cloths - 3 of them. A box of tissues My ballot - must drop off tomorrow! (Feel free to bug me about this) 2 staplers. Why 2? A rainbow of pens, now out of their fidgeted rainbow order. My earrings from today Stickers: Still Growing, Coffee is always a good idea, I am a teacher who writes Stickies: Call dentist, Find Joy, piles of blanks A word wall card: at earbuds My computer 2 lamps A document camera A mug of cold tea: "Write your own story" 1/3 of a can of lemon lime seltzer A dog training collar beeper, at the ready. From my chair I see A mess -- A perfect metaphor for my mind
My butt hurts from so much sitting.
Also, I have brain whiplash from so many transitions in one day.
There’s something discombobulating about going from a meeting to meeting to meeting, switching gears and then POP! switching gears again to talk to Kindergarteners about how writers can write books with a bunch of pages, using words they know in a snap to write sentences!
Then POP! Back to meetings about teaching and data and SLOs (and also can you believe they made this decision and do you know what is going on and why are things like this? Because teachers are breaking a little bit, friends…)
Then POP! Kids again.
I don’t know if floobergated is a word you are familiar with, or just one of those words from my childhood, but I work hard to not be floobergated each day. Here are some tips if you happen to be a Remote Coach: *
- Reheat your coffee in between meetings, this is like a walk, even if it is to the microwave
- Don’t feel guilty if you have a gingersnap with that coffee
- Don’t feel guilty if it is actually 4 gingersnaps. They are almost like breakfast
- Drink water
- Text a friend in between meetings for music recommendations and play that music during any work times that you can have music playing in the backyard
- Plan walks with a friend for after your after school meetings. (Actually go on those walks too! Crunch acorns if you can)
- Keep a post it available to jot down any small thing that brings you joy (You don’t have to post videos of this joy but that is fun too)
- Drink more water
*Full Disclosure, I work hard to not get floobergated or discombobulated, but this does not actually mean I am successful at it.
This is all I have, after much deleting. I am writing. This will have to be enough.