Thanksgiving

This week I have been reminded several times that I am very blessed to teach where I do. I've had students call me at home to arrange for extra help, students stay after school to get extra help and then run across the hall and ask Mr. B to re-explain something then come back to me to re-re-explain. I'm delighted that I work with colleagues who work with me, not just next door to me. I've helped a teacher with a math problem, received help from another teacher with a chemistry problem, and had meaningful conversations with adults about how to turn interesting reading into a PhD program. I've heard from parents who are desperately trying to help their youngsters, parents who have valuable insights about school and life and community. I've also been called from my class to help take care of an injured student and eventually sent her off safely in an ambulance. My students soldiered along with the help of that student's teacher. We all helped each other.
That is the key: community. (Cue the playing of 'Family'!) Love one another as Christ has loved us.
Life is good!