My morning began when the birds started chirping. Up with the sun, I tiptoed down in the dark, neck stiff, eyes tired, yoga mat under my arm. I began the day with some movement and meditation before we began our “back to school” morning. My 5th grader joined me for 10 minutes of mindful movement without a question or fuss (what a difference a year makes). I made a big breakfast for the kids and readied my newly-steady self for a day of remote learning times four. There were a few hiccups and glitches. And we are working our way slowly into a new life flow with all of us at home, listening and learning in different pockets of the house, while all having intermittently asynchronous and overlapping brain breaks and play breaks and lunch periods at all hours of the day. I’m running upstairs and down, helping facilitate changing classes and adding encores to our google classroom for our little two. The bigger two are remarkably independent and resilient and I am ever-grateful for that, especially today as I held the hand of my five year old as her fingers learned how to mute and unmute herself on her chrome book for the first time.
These teachers, superstars.
These kids, champions.
These parents, exhausted.
Sending a big cheers to everyone who played a role in decisions big and small to lead up to whatever-kind-of-school day you had today. If it was beautiful, consider yourself blessed. If it was a hot dumpster fire, know there is nowhere to go but up (as the new Mary Poppins movie tells us). Happy back to school to all, and to all a good night. ?
Great story Kate. Good job by you! Sounds like you are off and running.
Thanks, Dad! We are off…and we are running… not sure if we are getting anywhere but we are giving it our best shot! ?