A little about me...
I am a mother, wife, daughter, granddaughter, sister, friend, and teacher. I wear many different hats each day, and sometimes confuse them or they overlap depending on what I deal with throughout the day.
Considering my different roles and responsibilities, I'm not sure I can keep up with a blog. I hope this will serve as a journal to record my various experiences with students for when I retire and want to write a book about the life and times of a high school biology teacher so that I can afford retirement. Or maybe I want to record experiences of my friendships because I have some of the most amazing friendships and I want others to experience the same.
As a mother I feel extremely challenged, successful, failed, and rewarded. Last night I went through a series of emotions in 3 hours that went from being so proud of my little guy smacking the golf ball on a sunny spring afternoon, fear when he dumped his candy out on the putting green grass to eat it (it is full of very harsh chemicals that allow it to be so pretty--I am far from a germophobe!), contentness as we sat together and read three books before bed, anger when he yelled that he didn't want to go to bed, and proud of myself when he expressed, "you aren't my best friend!" You bet I'm not...I'm your mother and you better get used to it!
Motherhood and teaching have so many parallels...one of which is striking that balance between getting you children/students to love, respect, and mind you while not being their friend. You do everything in your power to make them love/like you, but act like you don't care the whole time...and tell them that. My mom was incredible at this! When I hated her all my friends loved her, and they all still do (I'm 31 now). She is now my very best friend, but not when I was younger...and thank goodness.
Sometimes I feel like a mother and teacher to my younger sister who is still finding her way in life. This is in liu of a friendship, which I think is on the horizon, but we just aren't quite there. I long for that sisterhood friendship that so many have, but I think I have found that in a non-sister friend. Even through the darkest and most difficult times we have remained friends unconditionally.
What I find is that my named role is not necessarily the same as my actual role. It is easy to confuse roles, use the wrong one at the wrong time, i.e. talking to my boss like I talk to my four year old son. I'll go into all my hats at school sometime...teacher, administrator, tech support, advisor, counselor, committee chairperson, treasurer, social coordinator, and even a mother.
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