I like to think I have the best of intentions on most days. I make lists of all kinds to plan out what needs done at home and work… to do lists, crafty lists, must do lists and “the list” to name a few…The point of the lists is to get organized…. make a plan… attack items on said lists… then cross items off the list.
The problem is with so many lists… it can be hard to keep track of what needs done. SO then in an effort to prioritize I make a new list. Pulling items from each of my lists and working from there. The trouble is, for every one item I cross off of one list, another 10 pops up.
I don’t know about you, but for me there’s always a couple of things that you COULD do on your list but just keep shuffling them down further on the priority line. Things that you have to do, but really just don’t wanna do…
I FINALLY got to cross one of these off of my at home “must-do” list! I cleaned out my storage closet in the basement! Oh, the bins I went through and the things I found…. my cabbage patch kid, named Gwendolyn Merlina ( who was ever so stylish in red tights and a white, pink and yellow dress)…. my porcelain ballet shoes my grandma got me when my lifelong dream was becoming a ballerina… odds and ends and tons more… I got rid of ALOT of stuff…. notes that friends wrote me in elementary school… “love” letters from my college boyfriend… cards from birthdays…. I organized some of my Christmas decorations…. Oh, the CRAP I decided to hang on to! What was I thinking???
THEN, I moved on to my teaching stash…. I kept putting it off!
HOLY MOLY did I still have a lot! Supplies, manipulatives, decorations, resources… All of which I made or purchased out-of-pocket because I wanted to. I LOVED decorating my classroom. Ask anyone I worked with, my walls were covered from floor to ceiling… windows were decorated… hallways not to be left out either. Everything had a learning purpose… Sorting through and remembering… sorting through and deciding…
It was time to get rid and make room. So, I bit the proverbial bullet and decided it was time to sell my teaching goodies.
Bulletin board pieces….
handmade bits and pieces
resources and much much more….
I remembered where things hung in my room… I remembered when I bought certain things… I remembered that A certain student bought me a gift card that I purchased certain supplies with… It is honestly amazing to me that I can still remember such things, yet I have to think two or three times to remember if I turned my hair straightener off in the morning…. Bizarre isn’t it?! Anyways…..
I was generally ok going through everything…
Until I got to my huge stash of children’s books… the books that I read to the kids each and every day. My good books, that weren’t in the lending library or book bin. These were my GOOD books. Oh the memories, that came flooding over…
There are certain books that remind me of certain students… or there were certain books that I LOVED reading to the kids… and there were the books that the kids ALWAYS wanted me to read to the point that I was flat out sick and tired of them….
It’s funny how a lifelong dream can change… that your goals in life and where you end up don’t always align in a way that you understand. In the last several weeks, I’ve been asked if I plan on returning to teaching … if I miss working with the kids.
The answers are no… and yes.
Yea, I know… right? Who would have thought my answer to the first question would be no. For nearly as long as I can remember all I ever wanted to do was teach. I loved every single minute I spent in the classroom with my students. They are what I miss about the field…. not the school systems.
It was an incredibly hard decision for me initially… as was going through my teaching stuff. But the fact of the matter is… I have so many incredible memories of my time with the kiddos… and their families… and many fellow teachers…. There was no point of holding on to all this “STUFF.” That’s all it was …. it was stuff. I still have the memories. I still have the notes from grateful parents… and appreciative kids…
I know, that for a period of time in my life, parents entrusted me, lil ‘ol me, with the education and future of their most precious gifts. How lucky was I?! What an incredible gift they gave to me! I am fortunate to have had those experiences thanks to none other than myself and those students and their families. I am thankful for those memories. I am thankful I was able to share those precious teachable moments with those kiddos… Those are things that I will ALWAYS have no matter the job I hold. I am happy with the mark I left in the education world while I was in it… I am even happier to know that to some, I made a difference.
But now, I am happy to be cleaning out the “closet”… Closing a chapter in this awesome book I call my life.
In the mean time… Yea, you know all those children’s books? Not a chance in the world I’m parting ways with those! Those bins will be staying put… no doubt about it.
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