I cried today. On and off throughout the day for so many reasons and for no reason at all.
Daily Musings 21
I cried today. On and off throughout the day for so many reasons and for no reason at all.
Three more teachers have been deployed to virtual school and their classes have been collapsed. Mine was one of them. Again, I mourn.
I was today years old when I truly learned how little the education system cares about the well-being of those it’s supposed to care for. It’s never been so clear, so blatantly obvious that they simply do not care. Not about their students and not about their educators and education workers.
Change. Expect it.
It’s the 3rd Monday since we’ve been back-to-school. I feel tired, worn-out, beat up, overwhelmed, anxious, stressed, confused, inefficient, ineffective, and exhausted. I feel like every ounce of my energy has been zapped and that I have nothing left to give.
Today was special. Aligned. Amidst the changing of the leaves and the soothing sounds of water, I gave thanks. I let go. And I set heartfelt intentions. Ase 🌕✨🍂
I don’t want to die anytime soon, but if I do, I know I’ve lived a full life.
Race is a social construct that changes in different times and spaces. I believe this. Throughout my entire life, I’ve experienced this. In some spaces I’ve felt like royalty while in others I’ve felt assaulted without ever being touched. Social construct or not, racism is real.
Letting things go like the trees losing their leaves. Always thankful for mother nature’s reminders. 🙏🏾Ase✨ Tamla
Today was Orange Shirt day. Not only did I forgot to wear mine, but I also forgot to remind my students to wear theirs. 🤦🏾♀️ In my defence, ‘Orange Shirt Day’ is an ongoing, year-long learning journey for us. Orange Shirt Day is everyday.