It's ironic that this week's topic is learning, because boy did I do a lot of that this week, and much of it was unexpected and happened in a way that I didn't realize I was even learning!
See, this week was back to school week. Time to set up the classroom. Four whole days dedicated to setting up and getting ready. But my room wasn't ready for me to set it up. It wasn't even ready for me to be in until after quittin' time on day four. Which meant that for four days, I watched my colleagues get their rooms ready. I watched them excitedly open their classroom supply orders and put everything away.
And I wanted to cry. I wanted to yell. I wanted to throw a temper tantrum. Cause my room was the ONLY room not ready. Not safe to be in because of construction chaos.
Instead, I stayed strong. I kept a brave face. I made myself as useful as I could. And when I did need to cry (which happened the whole way home each day) I escaped to my good friend's quiet classroom. No one knew how upset I was on the inside. And it seemed that the more upset I got inside, the calmer I became on the outside. I've always been able to do that IN the classroom. But this? Even this was more than I expected.
So what did I learn? That when push comes to shove, and strong is the only thing you can be, I can pull it together and be that. (And fall apart afterward. Which for now, is gonna have to be ok!)