One. Little. Word.
I have been in search of my one little word for some time now, without much success. The more I thought about it, the more anxious and uncertain I became…especially because I had already committed to writing a post about it along with the Two Writing Teachers team. What was I to do?
Other bloggers have written so eloquently about their one little word journeys, and I’ve loved reading their varied paths to their just right word; I took comfort in the fact that, eventually, everyone seemed to settle upon that one little word to answer the questions Dana posed in her OLW story:
But that was Monday, and I was nowhere near finding my own answers…or better still, my one little word.
I read Terje’s post, and began to wonder if I, too, was destined not to have just one particular guiding word for the year after all. Then, I read Linda’s post, and loved the way in which her word had arrived when she least expected it to. So, I put off writing my sad-sounding post about the lack of an OLW, and went about reading our Tuesday Slice of Life posts.
Tammy’s post about “rushing language” struck a deep chord, and I thought about it all day. Two comments made in passing that very morning seemed to drive home the points she had been making in a very personal way. First, a colleague stopped by wanting to chat, but seeing me scurrying around the classroom trying to get it ready for the day, he’d said, “I’ll come back later, when you aren’t so rushed.” Then, an ex-student stopped by to discuss college recommendations. But, I was in the middle of transitioning between my morning and afternoon blocks, and I was cleaning up the papers and books that were scattered all over the room. I must have appeared quite harried, because I heard those words again: “I’ll come back later, when things aren’t so crazed.”
I paused, and then I just had to get back to my desk to re-read Tammy’s post. Vicki Vinton, educator and writer extraordinaire, had left one of her thought-provoking comments, in which she posed this thought:
“… maybe we get to urgently needed places more surely and deeply, if we slow down and give ourselves time to breathe & process.”
In other words, if we give ourselves time and permission to pause.
I never seem to have the time to pause.
When I walk into my classroom at the start of the day, I often feel that there are ten things I need to get to right away.
When I arrive back home at the end of the work day, I often feel the same way.
When I finish one pile of grading, one load of laundry, or even one book…I often start thinking about the next thing right away.
I never seem to give myself the time to pause.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to begin the day by opening my classroom door, turning on the light, and just pausing to enjoy our happy-looking room?
And wouldn’t it be grand to take a moment to pause when I arrive back home, to enjoy my daughter’s just-baked cookies, or the way the flowers on the dining room table glow in the late afternoon light?
….so there it is, my One Little Word for 2014: pause:
It is a calming little word.
It is a peaceful little word.
It is a little word that I need to be mindful of as I begin another busy year.
I will pause to reflect, to savor, to cherish.
I will pause to be grateful, to be aware of the moment, to be in the moment.
My one little word…. pause…
I teach Writing Workshop, Language Arts and Social Studies to sixth graders at a middle school in suburban New Jersey. This blog is my attempt to capture all the "stuff" that goes into my teaching life - the planning, the dreaming, the reading, the preparing, the hoping and (above all) the kids.
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