Dear Teacher Friends,
Many of you are getting ready for the big day. There are some of you that are ready! Some of you have piles everywhere you turn. Some of you might just be getting started. Wherever you are in the process, it’s okay. The important stuff will get done. And the rest of it… well, maybe it will get done later. I wanted to write to you because I feel ya, and I wanted to encourage you. I know the hard work you have put in. The hours and the money, the changes and the in-services, the brainpower and exhaustion.
You have cut. You have pasted. You have copied and stapled. You have taped and labeled. You have arranged and rearranged. You have hung and hot glued. You have hole-punched and painted. You have organized and planned. You have made list after list. You’ve been overwhelmed and possibly cried. You have laminated and cut some more. You have researched and decorated. You have cleaned and spent a lot of your own money. You have visited Wal-Mart 3 or 4 times (or 20 if you are like me and are super scatter-brained and forgetful). You have worked, and you have worked. And this is only the beginning.
Now, my friends, it is time to welcome. It is time to meet the parents and shake their hands. It is time to listen and observe. It is time to converse and “get to know.” It is time to repeat directions. It is time to care and to challenge. It is time to ask questions and embrace. It is time to make a million anchor charts. It is time to learn and teach. It is time to do fun activities and experiments. It is time to smile and laugh. It is time to love the humans placed in your classroom.
Your kids will learn so much! They will learn responsibility and respect. They will learn how to work and play with their peers. They will learn to read and write better. Maybe they will even remember to put a capital letter at the beginning of a sentence! They will learn that sometimes they will fail, but it doesn’t mean they shouldn’t try. They will get frustrated. They will try very hard things- things they never thought they would try. They will “get it,” and they will smile and be proud of themselves. They will learn that you care. They will have fun, and they will laugh. They will grow! They will hug you. They will mistakenly call you “mom,” and you will purposefully call them “my kids.”
Friends, YOU CAN DO IT. I believe in you. Your work is so important. Every copy you make and piece of work that you hang and smile you give… it is so important. You are teaching and loving children. You are a light.
YOU. ARE. AWESOME!
Here is a prayer for you, my friend. Praying for the male teachers too (he/his/him).
Holy Father, thank you for this teacher friend. Thank you for every second and effort she has poured into her job already. Thank you for her dedication and love for her kids and their families. Thank you for your unending perfect love, Father. Thank you for teaching us every day through these kids and their families. Father, I pray for this teacher as she begins her new year. I pray that you would protect her from the enemy and that you would strengthen her. Remind her that she needs to rest, and she needs to take time to recharge with you, even in the middle of the day. I ask that you would give her courage to do hard things this year. Help her to trust you and grow in you. I pray that you would touch her and her family and the kids in her class and their families with your hand. Make yourself known to them. Open their eyes to who you are, Father. Thank you for loving us. We love you, too.