That's right, baby, it's a WHOLE WEEK!
Friends, this is a day...actually it's more like an entire concept that I have struggled with for years. Let's see, there have been the times when I've been snubbed at Staples. The times when the school in which I worked refused to acknowledge or appreciate anything or ANYONE. Oh, THE TIMES!
And, as always, there were the times when my friends literally saved me. Showed me that what I do everyday is absolutely worth all the sweat, sacrifice and holding of urine. I think that's what keeps us all coming back for more. Year after year. After year. After. Year.
Suddenly I feel as if I need to take a nap...
I think this year, more than any other year, it is hard for us teachers to feel appreciated. I mean, those fingers that are pointing right at us aren't exactly indicating our genius. They aren't pointing out our hard work. They aren't pointing out how we rock endlessly while we simultaneously endure the grueling reality of today's classroom which is dominated by standardized testing and various attempts to control our work.
No, no, no.
Lately, those fingers are filled with blame. Guilt. Scape goating. Excuses. Bullet dodging.
And to those fingers, may I offer another finger?
Ranting was not the point of today's blog. (I know! Kind of refreshing, right?)
The point of today's blog is to get the ball rolling with how the heck we are going to appreciate one another. I'm talking, appreciate the shit out of each other!
Because someone has to, right?
I've been lucky enough to work with some AMAZING Super Colleagues. Some of whom were so amazing that they went out of their way to make sure they showed their appreciation to teachers. Some examples:
One of my Super Colleagues put together little chocolate goodie bags for each teacher on our floor, had a student in her class write each teacher a thank you note and sent out little treats to show how much we are appreciated.
Other past Super Colleagues have had their students write thank you letters and create original art for special teachers around the school.
One year, I had a male Super Colleague who brought in a rose for every teacher in the school. Every. Teacher.
I've even had one Super Colleague write a personal thank you note (from her) to each teacher who had helped her along her way. People, we're talking a heartfelt, specific note. I STILL have mine tacked to the bulletin board in my home office. It's been there for five years.
Does it get any better than that?
So, my lovely readers, let's appreciate one another this week. Virtual hugs all around.