I was on a Zoom this week (oh, how I am ready to stop saying that) when a friend and mentor said he was tired. There was a visible shift on the faces of the people in the meeting. It was permission. To exhale.
March 12th seems like a lifetime ago. The Thursday before Spring Break was intense. That week the pandemic became real in our country. The NCAA tournament ended abruptly prompting a string of major cancellations. We started the week trying hard, based on the ever-changing information available, to maintain a sense of calm. We tried to keep things as normal as possible as the world seemed to spin out of control.
By Thursday we canceled school on Friday.
And we never returned to our buildings.
But we did return to teaching after break. We took a day to steady ourselves, to catch up on any needed training, and to prepare for what we now know would be 8 weeks of remote learning. And boy did we nail it!
Now, it is time to rest.
Parents, you need a break. Thank you for keeping your children safe and cared for and loved. Thank you for sorting through all of those emails and making schedules and figuring out the math and the physics. Please stop comparing your experience to anyone else’s. Stop judging yourself when you see those Facebook posts of the moms teaching their children a new language or the dads baking cookies. We never see the full story on social media. We each had our own unique situation through this, and we all did the very best we could. You rocked it! Now rest.
Students, you need a break. Thank you for not checking out. Thank you for logging in and checking Classroom and posting to SeeSaw and showing up for stay-in-your car parades. Thank you for caring about your learning and for stepping up in ways no other students have ever had to do. Yesterday was graduation day! Seniors, there aren’t enough words to say how sorry we are that you lost spring concerts and sports seasons and proms and, at least for now, an in-person graduation. You have all shown strength and courage and grace like no one could have imagined. You showed the world what this generation can do, and we are proud beyond measure of who you are! You rocked it! Now rest.
Finally, I am overwhelmed as I write this to our teachers and our administrators and our food service and our custodians and our support staff, all of whom stepped up in ways I could never have imagined.
More than 300,000 meals have been served. Five days a week our food service staff has been providing curbside pick-up breakfast and lunch to support our students in this challenging time.
More creative and engaging Meet and Zoom sessions have been conducted than anyone could count.
Concerts were performed remotely. Auditions and try-outs still happened. There was a spring play. Meetings with parents went on. May Baskets were still delivered, and there was even a field day.
And my daughter, an SLP in one of our schools, taught preschool with her team through her computer. Can you imagine?
To say you rocked it doesn’t do it justice. You knocked it out of the park. Ten weeks ago I blogged that “you’ve got this.” I had no idea! Never, ever, ever underestimate an educator! Thank you! Thank you for caring so much. Thank you for never giving up on what we do.
Now rest. You need a break.