Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Potty time

I wonder if we will ever see the day when teachers aren't treated like children and are trusted to run their own classrooms. For example, I'm pretty confident that most teachers know how to escort their students to the restroom and organize the process to go as quickly as possible.

They know:

  • To choose a time to take their students when no other classes are going, and if a conflict does arise, they know how to talk to the surrounding classrooms and set a schedule.
  • To limit how often students are sent to use the restroom on their own, but they also know from personal experience that parents will freak out on you if you deny their child a restroom pass when they "really have to go."
  • There is no time to keep a checklist of students who have gone to the restroom on their own so as to limit their passes per week. The same silly administrator who would even ask you to do this is the same silly administrator that gets on you anytime you're caught not bowing to the Common Core.
Administrators need to summon memories of their time as a teacher and administer rules to teachers that would have made sense to them during their time in the classroom. If they were never teachers...well that's a whole other ugly animal.

Monday, 13 January 2014

Cheers to extraordinary

I often wonder if I am ever going to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. You should know by 31, right? Well, I don't. I am passionate about a lot of issues and I'm always thinking about what issue to tackle rights, homeless rights, health equity..., ..., ...and what opportunity will allow me to embrace my passions and fight the good fight.

I don't even know if I've been excepted to a PhD program yet and I'm already thinking about plan B which, so far, I've thought of 20 some odd options: go back to working on health equity issues, try to find an education advocacy organization that shares my beliefs, work for a U.S. Senator, work for a union, move to DC, and on, and on, and on. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever find my place. And if I don't, is that really a bad thing? No matter what, I will always strive to move up. Even if I jump from job to job for the rest of my life, I will always pursue the path of advancement toward leadership and human rights for all.

For now, I am going to focus on being a youth development advocate, yoga teacher in training, teacher of gifted children, and maybe a jewelry designer (shoulder shrug). Does that sound like enough for now?

P.S. This post was inspired by this facebook status a friend posted, because I feel exactly the same way:

"Life would be so easy, if I didn't want so much out of it. The more I learn about what I want, the more unclear I become. The only thing I've always known is that it will be extraordinary. I will never settle."

Thursday, 9 January 2014

Just breath

It's January 9. Sometime this month I will find out if I got accepted to two out of the three PhD programs I applied to. Talk about anxiety. Plan B stress will begin February 1 if good news does not come my way.

BUT, on the less anxiety provoking side of life, I get to go to a yoga retreat in Peru in 3 months! Whoop, whoop!

Back to focusing on the now, because that's where I live.

Wednesday, 8 January 2014

What if...

What if everyone practiced yoga? Our life experiences would be so different. A world of people walking around feeling healthy and upbeat, taking their time and enjoying life, not getting all bent out of shape because someone accidentally bumped into them on the train... what a wonderful world that would be.

I try not to get all preachy and attempt to convince everyone to practice yoga, but I wish everyone would. I wish everyone would realize that all of the pain they feel would be better remedied by practicing yoga than popping pills; that slowing down, breathing deep, and enjoying life is not going to make them less successful or cause them to miss out on something. They might just realize what they ARE missing: a blissful life.

Tuesday, 7 January 2014

Dreaming of 32 degrees

It's cold. The word cold doesn't even do justice to what we are experiencing in Chicago. During this time of unbearable frigidity and severe cabin fever, it is important to stay positive.

So, in an effort to stay positive, I will count the reasons living and working in a big city during this type of weather is a good thing:

  1. I must first say, I am extremely grateful to have a warm place to live and take refuge.
  2. I don't need to dig out my car until the heat wave on Thursday.
  3. If I run out of food or simply must leave the house, there are food options just a few short blocks away.
  4. If my job were forcing me to come to work, I could hop on public transportation - and show my immense gratitude for the poor public transit operators who are an essential service and must work.
  5. When Chicago Public Schools close we all are filled with hope that we may also have a (snow) day because hell nearly needs to freeze over for school in Chicago to be cancelled.
Cheers to thoughts of street and music festivals, the beach, farmers markets and all the other Chicago-summer fun because we all need to be reminded why we live in this bleak, frozen over city.

Monday, 6 January 2014

Set your intention

It's a new year and 2014 is going to be full of changes for me. Among the many changes, my intention for the year will help keep me positive and accepting through it all.

What 2014 has in store for me:

  • Meditation, yoga, and writing every-damn-day
  • Meatless home cooking
  • Food from scratch
  • Passion for my work no matter what obstacles I face
Cheers to a new year, new beginnings, and following your bliss - or if you have read the Alchemist, your Personal Legend.

P.S. I know I'm a little late on this, but I was on vacation at the beginning of the new year, so it starts today for me.