Far away at Coolidge, on the edge of the city, my crazy little classroom holds a catastrophe of events as the days pass on, edging us ever further to the next Federal Holiday, when we can all sleep in and breathe easy. Among those events are the following:
~ Wednesday, Sept. 24. See You At the Pole day. Coolidge has NO flag pole. Who knew? So I took the steps in the front of the building. I prayed alone for about 40 minutes. Dr. Bennett forgot, as did the kids, apparently. But it was good. I like Jesus and I felt like he showed up. Until...
~ 2nd Period: when I screamed at my kids so loud I promptly lost my voice until yesterday morning. Jesus seemed to evaporate from my soul that hour. It was sad.
~ Thursday, Sept. 25th: Lots of teachers start commenting on my sign up poster which clearly states YoungLife Bible study. "Is that legal?" "Are you allowed to do that?" "Does the administration know you're doing that?" To which, I probably shouldn't roll my eyes, and say "Yes, silly, this isn't an undercover operation, obviously." But I do that. The questions continue until one teacher actually says, "Hey! Can I help?"He's cool. I don't know who he is. But I'll find out.
~ Friday, Sept. 26th. No kids showed up again for YoungLife Bible study. Neither does the cool teacher who said he would. But it's all good. I don't know what I would have done if they showed up. It was not the best week in the world. Even in perspective. It was the worst one. Even with the right perspective, which I maintained.
~Monday, Sept. 29th. Two girls (Tia and Tania) who are not in my class but who have taken up hanging out in my class during lunch time instead of roaming the halls promptly inform me that because that morning Tania's boyfriend's 3year old daughter just died that she no longer believes in God. Clearly, its a challenge. Which I meet. Or rather, God does. And they leave overwhelmed and believing in God and maybe not hating Him. So they sign up for YoungLife.
~Tuesday, Sept. 30th. Tia and Tania come back. Not unusual. Tania asks me about the sacrament and what the purpose of two years of Catholic Confirmation classes are and why don't fish bleed. Fish do bleed and I explain the rest. We decided that we are in, fact, holding YoungLife, and so they sign in and I give the sign in sheet to our after school program lady and YoungLife is set to go. Just in the nick of time. (Oct. 1 was our deadline to meet.)
~Also, because of the many students I have coming up to me explaining they have band and football practice after school on various days, YoungLife will now take place during lunch period for those whose lunch hours fall on the same hours as mine, as well as after school on Tuesdays and Fridays and this Thursday. Because there is no school on Friday.
~ Also, at some point during the day, two students, Tziania and Iesha put their names and grades on my sign up sheet. Score!
So we'll see how this goes. Clearly out of my hands. I'm just there.
See you all in a few weeks. Football will end soon and then my kids won't be devastated they don't see me on Friday nights. As if it isn't enough trouble getting them to come to class on time. Sometimes the mixed signals they send are enough to make a teacher go mad.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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2 comments:
Ms. J, this makes me so happy to read, not the fact that your encountering so many obstacles but because I can see even in your writing how God is working and as he always seems to it seems that he's at work most in you.
I think he is breaking you so that you can be given out to your kids.
Please do not grow weary in well doing.
Chris,
Yeah, you hit it on the head. that is what is happening. I am being broken, again and again. The incredible thing is, I knew it was coming. In fact, I have spent a good deal of time praying for it. And while it can be overwhelming right now, this process of being broken down is for his glory, and so I'll take it in stride.
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