It's the 3rd week of school and here I sit, achy body, feverish chills and a huge case of denial. Why is it so hard to stay home? Today, I told myself, I'm not that sick, I can make it, and suffered through the day. I know in the long run its what is best and the words of my Jardine angel/ mentor rang through my head. She would say, "it is best to go slow to go fast." Today I was eager to get moving as I always feel we are behind schedule. I also know that my students expect to see my face standing at the door. I missed two important meetings and all I can think of is the importance of consistency for my students. Today we are coming back from a three day weekend. I shutter to think about any of those delicate souls who may feel distress from my absence. My mantra has always and will always be students first. I have said it before, I have the best job.
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