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Lately, I've also been struggling with where my students are in their learning. So many of them have come so far since the fall, but many also still have a long way to go to reach where I want them to be. With the year more than halfway over, I've been feeling disappointed that we haven't reached the blissful classes full of voracious readers and inspired writers that I was envisioning. (This is why I have to keep reminding myself to celebrate the small successes!)
Anyway, when I looked in my mailbox after school, I found an irregularly-shaped interoffice mail envelope awaiting me. Grinning, I knew there was a 99% chance that my mom's handwriting would be on the outside. Oh boy! Funny-shaped envelopes from my mom are the best, because she delights in sending me little surprises. Sure enough, there was my name in her familiar lettering.
First, a neat little collection of various sticky notes in a tiny hardcover notebook! (ooh, she knows how I love sticky notes!) Next, I pulled out a copy of the latest Teaching Tolerance magazine, which has an article and a poster about having a school culture that welcomes and supports ELLs. On the front, my mom wrote me this note:
|That's right, my mom still calls me "Sweet Pea"!|
Just like that quotation from Galatians 6:9 says, someday I will get that "harvest" if I keep working hard. (In fact, a harvest is really just picking a whole bunch of little plants, and I've already seen some of them ripen!) When I feel weary, I will pick myself back up and keep going. I will not give up.
My students need me and I will never truly grow tired of doing good for them.