Work-versary 

It turns out that good things do happen in March besides Spring. It’s my one year work anniversary!! I’m going to turn-up for God’s strength in keeping me during this time. 

For those of you that don’t know, I am a first grade teacher at an elementary school in Philadelphia. If you’ve read my About Me page, I’ve worked my butt off since high school so I have a lot to brag about (even though I’m definitely the gangster moving in silence type). 

Of course this year has been filled with ups and downs, fears, frustrations, but above all else, fuller faith. I used to hate when people would tell me:

-You have a calling

-You were born to do this. 

-They need you. 

I would look around and literally try to see who they were talking about. To this day, people come into my my building or into my classroom and this is the conversation I wind up having (my responses are always the same: 

Them: How long have you been teaching?

Me: Well, I was with toddlers for almost 2 years and I’ve been here since last March. 

Them: (face drops/mouth gaping) Last March??

Me: Yes, about a year now…

Them: So this is your first year teaching in a school?

Me: (shyly) Yes… 

Them: (usually some combination of these words) Hats off to you, kudos, WOW, you’re amazing, loud clapping, fist bump, etc. 

The crazy thing is that I love my job. Well actually not the “job” in itself, but the work that my job calls for. Each day I have children and families depending on me. I know it’s my first year, but I have so much to offer them. I challenge them to learn through the required curriculum, but I also incorporate music, art, and dance. Not in a cheesy way either. We move to GoNoodle, quick draw our story predictions, or sing silly songs about science and phonics. 

I love being able to go into my little bubble of a classroom, close the door, and be with my children. Their faces light up when when they get something, help a classmate, or share out there answers. If you’ve never been able to see a child’s face light up when they’ve achieved something, it’s awesome-my reason for waking up each day. Here’s to many more days waking up to learn (teach). 

No day is perfect, but every day is new. 

-Jay 🖖🏾

A dream deferred 

In my mind I thought I could have it all: family, work, extracurriculars, etc. Somehow I quickly lost that hope as I returned to work from FMLA. My first day back and all it took was a few hours for me to get right back in the swing of things, remembering the pros and cons of everything. You can never quite get used to taking care of 6 little people at once, but there is a great joy in knowing that each day you touched their lives. 
Honestly, it’s been tough getting back into the full swing of things. The night before going back I was obsessing over how many bottles my son would need throughout the day! Then I worried if I would actually cope with being away from him. Bottom line, I got maybe a few hours of sleep that night. 

Now here I am day 6 back to work and I still feel like I’m almost fully back to my routine. The hardest part is him not being on a schedule, so our schedule changes from day to day. I’m hoping in a couple weeks we’ll start putting him on a schedule that works for the family so I can get a piece of my sanity back!