It hasn’t been an easy week for me this week and I’m not really sure why. Nothing terrible has happened, I’m not afraid of anything, no anxiety inducing events, nothing. Perhaps it’s trying to get back into gym rhythm and continually getting interrupted? Maybe my 8:30 bed time keeps getting pushed back by an hour and a half because I’m trying to make my sleep patterns more normal and efficient? Whatever it is, I’ve been off my game.
Someone noticed and helped me. They didn’t do anything special, they just said something. Anything. I don’t even remember what they said, just that they said something.
Everyday I see students that do this same thing. They float around and nobody seems to notice. I do, but I don’t do anything about it if I don’t know the kid. What are they dealing with? Why are they avoiding all human contact? Maybe they are just busy, but what if, like me, they were just hoping someone would reach out and bring them back to life.
As dramatic as all of this sounds, that small interaction changed my day.
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