I can’t help taking things to heart, getting upset at how unkind someone can be, not being able to wrap my head around how someone can stay so rooted in the same place not being able to ever step outside their neat little black and white world, leaving no room for the gray areas. Especially when it comes to children, where the world needs to be flexible sometimes, where things don’t always work out as they are supposed to, where bending to work around a situation is necessary. I have come to believe that being unkind has to be one of the worst traits a person can possess. Mean runs a close second, but just being unkind and unfeeling is something I have no tolerance for. This week presented many challenges for me in the classroom, witnessing unkindness to 6 year olds, something I cannot fathom. That would have been bad enough but the teacher actually dragged me into- or I should say attempted to drag me into her unkindess by asking me to agree with what she had said to a student- in front of the whole class- to which I gave a contrary reply. Yes I went to speak to our administrator about the two incidents, telling her I felt I would be complicit in her behavior if I did not, that I felt it an obligation to let her know what had gone on. Both incidents were verbal, inappropriate and made both children feel bad. All could have been avoided if this teacher allowed herself to be flexible, allowed herself to feel kindness and understanding for the needs of a 6 year old. In any case as soon as I got home today I ventured out into the windy frigid cold of the day to air out and take in nature. What luck to walk into my favorite park and look up at a tree that holds a nesting box to see this
I laughed out loud as they stared me down
Just what I needed today
and the beautiful view
With some fall color still hanging on amidst the brown
and a Mocking Bird looking my way
Have a good weekend all- hope to catch up on everyone’s blogs over the weekend.