I’ve told people I wouldn’t be that person who talked about cancer a whole lot, and this post, along with the previous two, will have it mentioned in it.
But, this is much more a celebration than another cancer post. I went from physical on a Tuesday to surgery the following Wednesday, so there wasn’t a lot of time to prep myself for what was going to be happening, nor was there a lot of time to prep my room. I’ve probably mentioned that I’m not a hugely organized person and this time, that lack of organization was concerning to me. How was I going to get stuff moved from my current room to a new room?? And yes, three years, three rooms. We are hoping after this upcoming school year, I can spend a little more time in my room.
Enter my school. First and foremost, I work at the most awesome place in the world, period. You get that with smaller schools, that it’s not just a job, it’s a big family. I would have to say that those who I’ve taught with for the past 18 years are certainly part of my family. They’ve been with me as my own kids have grown up, as family members have passed away, and I cannot imagine my career developing at a more caring and hard working place.
So, I had one teacher ask, “Do you mind if we move your room?”
Myself going through the “stuff” I had was going to be a monumental job, but to try to let someone else into the pit was very scary for me. However, I was not in a place where I could say no, so I agreed. Well, a week later, I get a text from this teacher asking me why I didn’t tell her someone else was going to move my room.
I had no idea what she was talking about and texted her back as much. About 10 minutes later, I get a text from one of my 6th grade/8th grade team members: “Just so you don’t find out from someone else, we moved your room today!” Along with that text, pictures start popping up of my room, 80% empty. Books off the shelves, hanging stuff gone, stuff gone, the whole nine yards. I later find out that two of my 8th students caught wind of a possible plan to move my room, and they ran with it. They organized where things went and basically set up my room.
When I went in on the last day of school, I was just stunned to see both my room moved, and how well they’d put my new room together! What a surprise, but yet, another reason why absolutely love working where I do. People talk town small town/country living, but when push comes to shove, people help, period. No questions, nothing wanted in return, they just want to make sure that things are done right.
So, I’ve puttered in my room over the last month, moving a few things around, but for the most part, I’m pretty good with where things ended up. Thank you to my team for organizing that kind of event and thank you to Zander and Cassi who were my ringleaders. To hear that students were the main helpers, that just inspires me to want to do and be even better as an educator.
For all of you, your thoughtfulness and selflessness is appreciated in ways you don’t understand.