In the craziness of my life, I can get quite centered on my own adult problems, and not take the time to think about the stresses the kids in my class are experiencing. Stresses that are very real.
Then…things happen to give me perspective.
One thing was at parent-teacher conferences, I found out one of my students lives with his gramma because his mom died of cancer four years ago. My heart broke. Suddenly, all of the ornery things about this kid made sense to me. I am 37 and I don’t know what I would do without my mom. This kid is 10 and he has to figure it out.
Then, today, I was helping this sweet sixth grader, who has been working his butt off in math this year. He was in my room during his study hall getting help on some math. He is a quiet boy, our spelling bee winner, and just a really nice kid. I noticed he had a heart necklace on with a woman’s name on it. I asked him what it was, and he showed me that it was his mom’s name, and on the back it was the symbol for breast cancer awareness. He said he had one, his mom and his siblings had one, too. It turns out his mother was diagnosed with breast cancer in September.
Tears sprung to my eyes.
This little eleven year old is dealing with the stress of a sick family member – his MOM- and dealing with the stresses of school.
It made all of my complaints about being so busy this week seem so trite.
It made me think about a quote that I tell kids about all of the time.
“Be kind. Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”
I have a hard time with that sometimes, and I need to keep it in mind.
I think I would get a lot less frustrated with people and my students if I did.
So glad it’s Wednesday.
Three more sleeps and MADONNA with my besties.
Have a good evening – off to grade. I *think* I will be caught up after tonight.