My Classroom

Three years ago, my life included racing between Northwest University, Curves, and Lakeview Elementary. I imagined that at this point in my life, I would be doing something similar, Northwest University for my master's, Curves to keep me sane, and XXXXX Elementary. I managed to keep one of those - Curves.

Somehow, I managed to slip through the fingers and minds of the interviews at various public and private educational institutions. As a result, I traveled from classroom to classroom from September 2006 to February 2007 before taking on a position as a toddler nanny. I learned many things about my tolerance level and patience during that time. I find myself traveling again, from classroom to classroom, between districts and private schools. I still have yet to find one school to settle in to, but I do have my own classroom. Well, God's classroom.

God has given me the gift of a growing youth population at my home parish. This gift also comes with a responsibility - to educate the children of the parish about the life of the church and it's relationship to their lives. It has taken me a long time to realize that this is my own classroom, however small it may be.

I expected to be somewhere in the district where I performed my practicum teaching. Things have not yet happened that way. My classroom is in my church and I thank God for that.

For the past few weeks, I have been planning a Vacation Church School for the children in my parish who spring break during a certain week. The joy of planning and organizing instruction with such detail has long been hidden, but recently I have remembered. I have a classroom. And just because I only have the opportunity to teach in it on Sundays (except for a week from now), that does not minimize the significance of my role and duties as teacher. This was not the classroom I envisioned, but it is my outlet, my joy, and my home.

Glory to God for all things, great and small.