Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Disclaimer: this post is a bit scattered and all over the place. I don't really have anything exciting to share, this is more just me checking in because it's been a while!
Tomorrow is my birthday. Well, actually, it's my birthday right now but the UK hasn't quite made it there. So I celebrated today by making it snow and giving us a half day, spending the afternoon making chocolate afghans instead of yelling at Year 9s.
I look back on the person I was four years ago as a bright faced, enthusiastic teacher who would prep 2 hours for every 1 hour lesson, who swore she would never yell at students, and I laugh at myself. Treat them with respect, and they will return it, was always my philosophy. In my naivety it had never occurred to me that sometimes yelling was the only way to be loud enough to get their attention. But anyway, I'll save that reflection for another time.
I love chocolate afghans. Mostly I think because I have inherited a love of butter and they are very buttery. Unfortunately today, however, I had no measuring instruments and only rock salt so they were a little over-floury and under-salted, leaving me without that buttery spreading-across-the-tray-and-squishing-each-other effect that gives me some strange level of satisfaction. In saying that, with a bit of icing, and trying them out on people who have never experienced them before, they passed the test, so I'm feeling hopeful about taking some in for the maths department tomorrow.
The last couple of weeks have been interesting, but I must say I am starting to feel a little more confident in my skin, which is going a long way to helping school go better. I seem to go through this process every time I start something or some place new, where it takes me a while to find my feet while my brain is on overload. It's nice to start feeling like I know where things are filed away in my brain, rather than it being one huge pile of junk to rustle through, kind of like my room at the moment! Also, in 30 days time I'll be in Egypt, looking at pyramids and stuff, so that's fairly exciting too.
So tomorrow is my birthday. (Did I mention that already?!) In this exact moment, looking out on the snow capped roofs of my neighbourhood while the sun sets somewhere far behind a bunch of clouds and feeling particularly reflective on the last year of my life, I am feeling both optimistic and grateful. Optimistic because I have so many things to look forward to, opportunities to grab, people to love. Grateful because of things already experienced, opportunities already grabbed, and most of all the people I'm truly humbled to have done life with.
Anyway, I'll finish off with a whakatauki I have been challenged myself with lately:
"Aroha ki te tangata, Ahakoa ko wai te tangata"
Love people, in spite of who they are
Tomorrow is my birthday. Well, actually, it's my birthday right now but the UK hasn't quite made it there. So I celebrated today by making it snow and giving us a half day, spending the afternoon making chocolate afghans instead of yelling at Year 9s.
I look back on the person I was four years ago as a bright faced, enthusiastic teacher who would prep 2 hours for every 1 hour lesson, who swore she would never yell at students, and I laugh at myself. Treat them with respect, and they will return it, was always my philosophy. In my naivety it had never occurred to me that sometimes yelling was the only way to be loud enough to get their attention. But anyway, I'll save that reflection for another time.
I love chocolate afghans. Mostly I think because I have inherited a love of butter and they are very buttery. Unfortunately today, however, I had no measuring instruments and only rock salt so they were a little over-floury and under-salted, leaving me without that buttery spreading-across-the-tray-and-squishing-each-other effect that gives me some strange level of satisfaction. In saying that, with a bit of icing, and trying them out on people who have never experienced them before, they passed the test, so I'm feeling hopeful about taking some in for the maths department tomorrow.
The last couple of weeks have been interesting, but I must say I am starting to feel a little more confident in my skin, which is going a long way to helping school go better. I seem to go through this process every time I start something or some place new, where it takes me a while to find my feet while my brain is on overload. It's nice to start feeling like I know where things are filed away in my brain, rather than it being one huge pile of junk to rustle through, kind of like my room at the moment! Also, in 30 days time I'll be in Egypt, looking at pyramids and stuff, so that's fairly exciting too.
So tomorrow is my birthday. (Did I mention that already?!) In this exact moment, looking out on the snow capped roofs of my neighbourhood while the sun sets somewhere far behind a bunch of clouds and feeling particularly reflective on the last year of my life, I am feeling both optimistic and grateful. Optimistic because I have so many things to look forward to, opportunities to grab, people to love. Grateful because of things already experienced, opportunities already grabbed, and most of all the people I'm truly humbled to have done life with.Anyway, I'll finish off with a whakatauki I have been challenged myself with lately:
"Aroha ki te tangata, Ahakoa ko wai te tangata"
Love people, in spite of who they are
Hi Aimee what a great post - here, there, and everywhere thoughts - very traveller :-)
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