I am participating in the
All participants are sharing stories about moments in their lives, writing
every day for the month of March 2021.
Thank you, Two Writing Teachers, for nurturing teacher-writers!
I'm on the sidelines, watching my former school transition back to 'in-school' learning. I was retired by the school this past spring (they were unable to create a part-time position for me due to COVID) and, recently, I accepted a position on the school's Board of Directors. Like I said, I'm on the sidelines, watching.
What a painful time for school communities!
I am reminded of the beautiful puzzle that I dropped a cup of tea on the other day -
what we once knew,
all the ways we fit together so well,
the symmetry, precision, and beauty,
has been destroyed.
We are picking up the pieces.
I am reminded of how grief often 'works,' how we keep strong through the painful, stressful transitions in life, we do our very best, put on our 'game faces,' get through it with courage, adrenaline, fortitude, and then as it's ending, that's when we fall apart, that's when we release.Yes, at the end, we break, we allow ourselves to break, let our tears flow, we begin to recognize the enormity of what we have actually just experienced; this is how we begin to heal.
I think with the COVID pandemic, communities are finally beginning to see the end, and the release of all our pain begins. The community is releasing, each and every one with their individual pain. This is not going to be easy.
We are near the end.
Near the end.
Near the end.
But we are not AT the end.
So many different people,
so many different agendas,
the reality of a broken school, broken community, broken nation, broken world,
tired, frazzled, done
come, let us reason together,
with our short fuses,
all of us seeking some semblance of control.
How might we find the space to hold so many opposing positions in tension for a bit, to hold and not act, to listen to one another? How do we entertain these NEEDS WANTS DEMANDS CONVICTIONS ABSOLUTES when they are inherently contrary, gray, confusing, varied? How do we do all this in an ever-changing environment?
How might we do all this with a spirit of trust, healing, and goodwill towards one another, building back the school we know and love?
The pandemic may be ending, but the hard work is just beginning.
"It's not the load that breaks you down, it's the way you carry it."
- Lena Horne