Friday, December 26, 2014

When do we grow up? Do we ever grow up? More importantly, do we have to grow up?

Sticking to something is not always easy. And probably the only excuse I have for not blogging in a while. Either that or the lack of sunlight which doesn’t exactly inspire happy thoughts. 
But here I am, home for the holidays and in a whirlwind over what has happened this past year. I have gone for months at a time in which the only thing I do after school is consume pre-packaged noodles and watch t.v. I’d like to say that I go on huge expeditions after school and come home with a different type of meat each night but then I would only be lying. And I’m surprisingly okay with the truth right now. 
The truth has led me to the question that I’m sure a lot of mid-20 year old somethings are asking themselves right now: what exactly does it take to be an adult? Sometimes I think that I have this life thing together and go a few days with an extra spring in my step but then I do something stupid and have to suffer the consequences for not thinking things all the way through. I was actually pretty pleased with myself for the first half of the school year for always getting my dishes done and making semi- healthy meals. But then I started to lose my mojo. I mean if all you ever do is go to work, cook dinner, wash up, do laundry etc, etc .. where is the inspiration in that?! Yes, you have dishes that squeak and clothes that smell good but you are also in danger of being classified as ‘robot.’ And if ‘robots’ and ‘adults’ are synonyms, do we have to grow up?!
The beginning of my second year teaching in Togiak has been a whole new adventure from the first. Sometimes I have to stop and remind myself that this is my second year and that even through their are so many differences among the staff, I am still in the same place. But I do love my new coworkers as well as being able to teach 7 of the same kids. Although it’s weird because they remember things I told them last year that I forgot all about. Like, ‘Miss. Keleher remember when you stepped on your hamster and it died.’ Or ‘remember when Lexi was part of this class but so-in-so wasn’t.’ At first they were rather obsessed with figuring out who is/ isn’t in our new class but I think we have it all figured out now! We have moved on to new topics of interest and have recently completed our animal research projects. One of my students, decided that she was going to research the horse. It was a all great until she came across the word ‘ass’ in relation to donkeys. She flipped out and decided she couldn't research the horse anymore because the book had a  bad word in it. Of course one of the other kids took me up on the new rule that you can only use that word when talking about donkeys and loudly proclaimed, “now all I am going to talk about is donkeys!” Some of what they say has me chuckling on the inside! 

In a weird way sometimes it seems like kids are a whole heck of a lot wiser. They like their routine, stick to the rules and never fail to be amazed when snow falls outside the window. What does it matter if the dishes aren’t done if it is snowing outside? Priorities, priorities my friend! Why can’t we all just inspire to be kids forever?! 

Tata for now! Thanks for reading!