Through the Eyes of a Child
Busyness & taking care of business! In the past week, I have met with our administrative team twice, had a meeting with our District TAG Advisory Committee, spent time with our District ELL Committee, attended meetings with AEA personnel for our Teacher Leadership and Compensation framework as well as for our Title III program, and phoned MAPS and FAST as we tried to complete our first round of testing. Meetings are a fact of life but they are not where I want to be. Where I want to be is near the students – to see how our curriculum is impacting their view of the world, how our instruction is fostering their talents and gifts, how opportunities are provided for student engagement during each class period, how standards are being implemented that show rigor and relevance to their world. In the grand scheme of the education world, what we do as administrators on a daily basis is not the nucleus of what education should be. The playing field is the classroom – the point of action is where student meets learning and the beauty is when this meeting is meaningful and attainable for all based on their abilities. The greatest task a teacher faces is how to motivate a student to accept the challenge of learning and move them forward from where they are to where even they don’t realize they can be.
As I spent time last night with my buddy Eli, I was reminded of how special it is to see through the eyes of a child, to sigh in awe of the massiveness of cattle, to delight in the flocks of bird soaring over our heads, to wonder at the bees who are busy making honey in buzzing hives, and to take the time to pick flowers and tomatoes. This morning he tore out of his bed to deliver a hug to me while I was working on this blog. When I entered the kitchen, there was a spectacular view of the sunrise with its painting of vibrant colors across the sky. I called Eli out to delight in the artwork. He moved towards the window, curled his toes on the register, and clung to the windowsill to closely examine the colors. I moved to the toaster to make his breakfast when suddenly he burst into tears. He sobbed and real tears flowed down his cheeks. I took him into my arms and asked where he hurt. His tears were not from physical pain but tears of “loss” – the colors had lightened and the beauty had moved on. Just to take a few minutes to look at the world through the eyes of a child – it can refresh, renew, and help us focus on what truly matters. It isn’t the busy-ness or the business, it’s continuing to find the wonder in the world and to be reminded of what the world looks like through the eyes of a child. Don’t allow the vibrancy of what we do to fade but stay focused on the beautiful picture you paint each day in our schools.