TToT: The Labor Day Edition

I talk a lot about how my work doesn’t define me, that I don’t see it as a big part of who I am.  Still,  as Labor Day comes this year I am thankful for my work for many reasons…

I am thankful for a work schedule that is tied to the seasons, including an allowance for a break in the summer.

I am thankful to work in a place that bent the rules to allow me to work part-time.

And that further trusts my judgement enough to determine when those hours can be best served week to week to help the kids.

I am thankful for co-workers who make me laugh every day

and who never fail to tell me I am appreciated.

I am thankful for the kids who continually touch my heart and help me grow a little more wise.

I am thankful for a job so varied it never grows stale,

which offers me the reminder not to take life too seriously.

I am thankful for a paycheck that allows me to contribute to my family’s well being.

Middle school story of the week:  I am working with a boy who has been struggling with hormonal issues and accompanying bodily responses.  His issue would be helped greatly if he would keep his hands on his desk at all times.  After one particularly stern talking to about behavior that should only happen in private, I escorted him back to class.  We entered the classroom as discretely as possible and each slipped into a seat.  I settled in before realizing that we had arrived in the middle of the teacher’s lecture on Homo Erectus.

Life in a Middle School.  I swear, you can’t make this stuff up.


Items #705 through 714 of my list of One Thousand Gifts