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Everything, All at Once Chaos
The end of the school year feels like chaos. Read on for my humble ideas on returning calm to chaos.
The students were swarming like mosquitoes around the table with markers & erasers in hand. As I worked to get the smart board connected, there was fighting over a whiteboard followed by fighting over a chair.
At that moment, another student blurted out, “She copied my work.” And then, from across the hall, we heard loud banging that sounded like drums. It was in fact drums being played by students in the music classroom. The day after Memorial Day and the last week of school seemed like the perfect time for 5th graders to try their hand at drums.
“Class!” I said firmly but calmly. “I can’t focus with all the extra talking. If I can’t focus to get logged into my smart board, then we won’t be able to play this fun game I have planned.”
In fact, I couldn’t focus. Between the drumming and the extra-ness of student chatter, I could not remember my password. This also happened to be the morning that I had run out of my anti-anxiety pill.
Panic ensued.
No worries. Deep breaths. “We will all be fine. It will all be fine.” I told myself calmly.
