I am so sad for the families of Sandy Hook. Actually, I am sad for us all. Sad and sickened that these things can happen.
I have spent the majority of my life as a teacher. Schools, for all of the bashing that they endure, are one of the best places to experience the magic of learning, the wonder of curiosity, and brilliance of creativity, and the innocence of childhood. Everyday, my job gives me hope for the future, for I can see in the faces of my students the kind of world they envision, and I want to live in their world.
I am sure that every teacher, myself included, is trying to figure out how to handle Monday--how to handle the moments until then, how to get our own acts together so that we can be there for our students.
But this I know: We never know what our future holds, but in the moments we have on this earth, we can strive to do good. And that is my message to myself (and you, too).
Though the path is hard and rocky and filled with prickles that get in that uncomfortable place between our socks and our shoes.
Though it is tiring and exhausting and there is never enough time to sleep.
Give your best to the world.
Though sometimes the world may not appreciate it, may not even accept it and will try to turn you away without even a moment of consideration.
Give your Best.
Our children deserve no less.