Because I want to be intentional about expressing my gratitude even when I don’t feel like it…
Day 7: I have written about it before, but I really have a heart for the students with whom I share a building and a bond. The stories they share with me, the ups and downs I watch them go through, the potential I see in them–interacting with middle school kids gives me all kind of life.
It is a real challenge working with this particular age group. They are literally crazy. They morph before your eyes, the brain battling its own creation of hormones and flailing body parts. From one day to the next you have no idea who will walk through the door or what triggered the change. One minute they are giggling and cracking jokes–the next minute they are fighting or crying or despondent.
But that doesn’t mean anything to me. This age group is fun. They are old enough to get more sophisticated jokes and implicit meaning but still young enough to only need the quickest little praise to give you their all. For all the “defiance” and “disrespect”, they are all soft as warm butter once you reach pass the vibrato. They love to talk, to shape the stories of their lives in ways that no one else gives them a chance to. School is their place to build a sense of self away from the demands of home. I take pleasure in helping direct them into having a voice while pushing each one to discover their own greatness.
We who work this age group do hard work. It takes lots of cajoling and threatening and starts and stops, but it is worth it to plant a seed that will grow into greatness. I may not ever see the bloom, but I have faith always that each student will blossom.
“I planted, Apollos watered, but God [all the while] was making it grow and [He] gave the increase.”
1 Corinthians 3:6 AMP
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