Today is the first day of school for my own children. My school does not start for one week and I fully expect myself to be wide awake bright and early on that first day. Yet it is today that I found myself wide awake at 3:30 a.m.. I can’t explain it because I’ve never been so unsettled about sending my kids off to school.
I really think that it boils down to my 2 hopes for my children for the coming year.
1. I hope that they learn as much as possible and that they find joy in that learning.
2. I hope that they are happy and healthy. Perhaps this means finding peace within themselves, developing relationships or finding ways to express themselves gracefully. I want them to feel that they belong in their own skin as well as in their school and home environments.
Really, how are my hopes for my own children much different than my hopes for my students at my school? I am thinking that there’s not much difference…