This is my box.
A box. Our box. We all have it. It is something that is
unique to each of us. It is our source of safety, comfort, success and
reinforcement of what we do well. My box was built around my successes not only
as a teacher, but as a friend, mentor, colleague and role model. I built
relationships with the most at-risk, the most diverse, the most challenging,
unlikeable, most-likely to fail students. I thrived on the fact that students
who failed across the board, succeeded in my classroom. I could get through to
them. I liked them. I took time to connect, and therefore be able to reach them
on a level others could not. I was in my element. I was successful and I felt good. I had a
fabulous teaching partner who not only shared my passion for teaching, my
passion for our subject, my passion for struggling students, but also my brain.
The way we finish each other sentences, the way we connect when we are not near
each other, the way students take comfort in the solidarity of our relationship
as we bop into each other’s classroom, the way we became not only co-workers,
but the best of friends- my box was complete. I had everything I needed. I knew
I impacted lives. I knew I made a difference. I knew I was good. And then,
someone came and opened my box….
“Coming out of your comfort zone is tough in
the beginning, chaotic in the middle, and awesome in the end...because in the
end, it shows you a whole new world !!
I was at lunch on a Friday afternoon. I had a great morning,
a great lesson and a great day with kids. I returned from lunch excited to
finish the day and head to the football game. And then my box burst open before
I even knew it. Waiting for me in my classroom was my new principal. Someone I
didn’t know well yet, but knew was innovative, exciting and fast-paced. He had
a light in his eyes and asked me if I would consider filling in as interim
assistant principal if our current assistant needed a leave of absence. I was
taken back at first, but of course said yes, not really comprehending what he
was saying. Little did I know that within 48 hours I would be the interim assistant
principal? What a change, what a shock! Immediately I was yanked from a world
of familiarity, comfort, success and confidence into a world of Twitter chats,
iTec conferences, policy change, and so much more. I spent the first few weeks
in a tailspin continuing to ask “do I want this”, “do I enjoy this” and “why
does he think I am capable of this?” Then it clicked, slowly I saw that without
even realizing it, I was doing it! I
was on the Twitter chats, I thrived at the conferences, I was thinking big
picture outside of my classroom, I was excited about the opportunities to bring
my successes in the classroom to a wider scale. How did this happen?? I had the
best job ever- working with kids that I loved, great hours, my best friend next
door- how did I get into a position beyond that and more importantly, how was I
not only successful, but loving it???
It hit me, on one of the Twitter chats I never envisioned
being a part of. I had someone who believed I could be better than I ever thought
I could be. Why he believed in me, I don’t know. Did he worry if I would fail,
I don’t know. Did he doubt me, I don’t know. What I do know is that he believed
I could be better than I ever thought I could be. And so I performed. I stepped
up. I led in a way I didn’t know I could. It felt good. It felt natural. I was
making a difference on a much grander scale than what I had before. I was not
only connecting with students, but I was connecting
students and teachers! Whatever “secret” some teachers believed I had as
the reason I was able to have success with tough students, I was able share! I
admit, I did always believe that I had a unique gift to love other people’s
children as my own, but now I saw that I had a gift to get others to reach out
the same way. And by the time the end of the year came, I knew. I knew that my
greatest gift was in getting students to believe they could better than they
ever thought they could be. And thanks to one person who believed that about me,
I knew my road was clear. I could have a bigger impact.
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