Being Proud

The NYCTF mentioned that it would be difficult. But they never mentioned how much I would have to be proud of. I create daily lessons for all four subjects. I modify instruction to give access to every student based on their abilities. I work with my colleagues to share plans. I organize field trips 6 months in advance and hope that the wheelchair accessible bus will show up that morning. I set annual goals for my kids and meet with parents to edit and solidify these plans which become a legal document. I track student learning and present evidence of their progress to administration. I write and respond to emails every morning from anxious parents who need reassurance they their kids are doing okay in my room. I write to other parents whose child has been wearing the same clothes for 4 days. I use Google translate in Spanish for every notice, homework assignment, or letter that I send home. I typically get spit at fourteen to eighteen times a day. I block noses during sporadic nose bleeds. I stay up reading books about students with autism and intellectual disabilities and orthopedic disabilities and sensory processing disorders so that I can absorb as much info as I need to help them learn. I'll do anything to help my students. That's why I'm proud of my work.