It is Monday.
On Monday I enter school knowing that I had a couple of days off.
If not all of that time, at least a portion of it belonged to just me. To do “me” things: To make the foods I like, to have a sip of wine if I chose, to do my hair, to tweet and snack… All the things…
So it’s Monday and I feel rested. I teach with a chunk more patience and humor and energy. My first response to odd behavior is curiosity rather than annoyance. My ears are open for listening. I have space in my head to remember what I had forgotten last week.
My students look rested, too. They have space in their heads for a little more focus, a tad more kindness and tolerance. We’re ready to do the dance.
The music begins, the curtain rises. It’s on.
It’s Monday, hooray!