Today, as I was packing up my things to leave work after another long day at school, I got to thinking about my job, and my school, and all the little quirky things I love about it. Like anyone, there are things I can do without in my field of work (excess paperwork, early Saturday mornings and anything involving cleaning up wee or vom spring immediately to mind…), but on the whole I can say I love what I do.
I’m uniquely priveleged to do a job that I have a vocation for, and I know that. Every day when I wake up, even if I think “Man, I’m tired…” or “HOW IS IT 6 AM???” or even if I feel like just hiding under my awesome comfy duvet, I never think baldly, “I don’t want to go to work”. Sure, I’d rather be dancing or singing or napping some days, but generally I’m happy to get up and go into school.
I love my little classroom, with its primary colours and occasional chaos and beanbags and bright brash pictures done in felt tip, dedicated to “My favrit teecher”. I love the kids at our school – they are truly a delightful bunch. When I came for interview one of the things that really impressed me was the kids – they are confident, friendly creatures, and the environment we teach and nurture them in encourages this, I think. We encourage them to try and think and dream. And keep their shirts tucked in and their hair neat, of course.
I like that no two days are the same. I like the range of roles I’m expected to assume in the average day, and the skills and knowledge I’m expected to display and draw upon. For example today I had to be (in no particular order):
A teacher, a nurse, a politician, a PA, a community organiser, an IT specialist, a maid, a nanny, a hairdresser, a diplomat, a secretary, a journalist, a public speaker, a dancer, a football specialist, a singer, a reader of stories (the voices required therein surely making me an actress of sorts), a postman, a handyman, a referee, a cleaner, a treasurer, an accountant, a PR specialist, a counsellor, a listening ear, a fundraiser and many other things that escape my notice on a sleepy Thursday evening as I recollect.
I like the little moments – the stories and hugs and conversations on the drive. The little phrases that kids pick up, the mythology of school (Don’t wake the dragon who lives in the cupboard upstairs when we go to get the laptops!). I like that I do something that makes a difference, however small that difference may be. I love seeing my kids happy and safe and inspired.
So while there are other jobs I’d like to try, other challenges I’d like to face, for now I’m happy to simply love what I do.
Wishing you good things.