Float Like A Feather- A line from the song Creep by Radiohead. No I’m not a creep nor do the lyrics fit my life. I just love that line. I think that lyric sometimes captures how I feel. A lightness, a peacefulness. The extreme opposite of the songs meaning.

So Friday was an Alfredo outing for the school assembly. The theme was showcasing teamwork and I tried to do things all by myself. I attempted to showcase my ability to play hockey by myself and also became entangled in one of those parachutes they use for P.E. It was all met with a lot of laughs.

At the start the counselor and Alfredo were introduced. She walked into the gym and started doing stuff and I was waiting outside. As I waited, I could hear kids calling out asking where Alfredo was. Most of the kids know it’s me. They see me and they say your Alfredo. I play all dumb about it. Yes not much of a stretch:) The counselor did have a 4th grade student come up to her and ask where Alfredo went to school. The girl thought that he went to school with her brother.

It’s been nearly a month since writing. Life does feel like it is floating like a feather right now. It is good. Now it’s time for me to write an email. I’ve put it off because I don’t know what the answer will be. I think I already know and will be disappointed so maybe that is why I have put it off. It’s been nice thinking that the response might be the exact opposite and without an answer that is still a possibility. I think it’s a good sign though that I’m carrying through. I’m making life instead of letting it shape me. It’s been a lot of creating instead of reacting to life. Gotta take the whole picture in.

Float Like a Feather

Kid’s are honest. I mean that when they have opinions on something. They haven’t learned those social filters. Or maybe it’s when you have 29 students something is going to come out.

I have a tendency to wear clothes to death and then beyond. They get to a stage where they should be simply thrown out, but I try to squeeze more use into them. I think it’s mainly a money factor except for a few things that I really like and I know I will miss. I am terrified of losing my stocking cap. Love this thing! So i have a couple of dress pants where the bottoms are shredded. No attachment other than it costs money to replace. I tried trimming them up once, but once again they got to a scary state.

One of the kids pointed out yesterday that the bottom’s had lots of tattered fabric hanging out below. Then it was pointed out that my shoes were falling apart. They are correct. Last night I went to look for some new shoes. Sometimes we just need a little push. I didn’t find what I wanted, but I did pick up some pants. I don’t know why some of the stuff pops into my brain but it does. I think it’s the hidden genius in there:) The genius was put into action today.

I was sitting on my director’s chair. I was talking to the kids about reminders, when I looked down and was like these pants are shredded like the others. I then continued to talk and after a few minutes asked for some scissors. I grabbed them and while talking started cutting the bottom of the one leg of the pants off at the ankle.

One girls eyes nearly popped out. And that wasn’t an exaggeration. The room errupted into noise and commotion. Once that was accomplished I cut the other one up by the middle calf. The thing is we can’t wear shorts at school, but capri’s are allowed as long as they reach the calf. I am tempted once to wear capri’s just so I can be close to shorts. I was all discussing this with the kids and in the middle I had one girl ask what my size was. She then announced she was going to buy me some pants. The lengths were horribly off and in their opinion they had gotten worse than before. We wallked off to music with me strutting along in my new capri’s.

I had new pants in the closet. It was instantly realized that I had changed when they got back because they were looking right away. I then launched into my lesson that they didn’t make fun of me because of my clothes. They had pointed it out in a nice way. It gave me a push to go and fix it and my feelings weren’t hurt. I knew they cared. So when I push them in things like reading it is because I care and know what they needed to do.

A teacher was in talking to me and we were discussing it. I was sharing with her the lesson that I had shared. One of the girls said I learned not to let Mr. Fischer cut your pants because he can’t do it evenly. Guess the lesson didn’tgo as planned:)

The music teacher said she had to spend the start of class discussing it because the kids were so excited by the whole thing. She shared with the kids that I needed to get a girlfriend. Ironic because this is the first year in 9 years of teaching that havng a girlfriend/princess/wife hasn’t been a topic of discussion.

She also heard that they were regulation capris.

Yes in class today I made regulation capris.