My youngest son is a budding football player. and since he doesn't drive yet I have the privilege of driving him to weight training and to practice each day. We live just far enough away that dropping him off and going back to pick him up isn't economically effective (gas is almost 4 bucks a gallon!). That means I "get" to sit and watch him.
I noticed that the coaches have a great job. They get to be outside. They get to do something they love. They get to work with small groups of kids, usually on a specific skill. The kids adore them. They get to yell at the kids and get them to work harder.
The more I watched practice, the more I realized I am doing what I want to when I grow up. I get to be outside (for recess). I get to do something I love. I get to work with small groups of kids, usually on a specific skill. The kids adore me ("Teacher, you are the best teacher I've ever had." A big compliment for a first grade teacher. ;) ). I get to yell ... oh wait, I don't do that, but I can get my kids to work harder when I give them the feedback they need.
With my travels this summer facilitating core academy, I have learned many things about my profession. I am more convinced than ever that I am exactly where I need to be. I am blessed with a state wide community, national community, and international community to support me and help me continue to grow and learn to be the best at what I do. How many people can say that?
1 comment:
There's nothing that says you can't ALSO be a football coach :)
Doesn't it feel great, though, to get some affirmation that what you're doing is perfect for you?
Jenny
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