Today we danced. All that negativity the students were spewing in their recent essays got me thinking about my part in all of that. I mean I would be naive to think the way kids are feeling about school has nothing to do with me. I may be only one of 8 teachers they see during the day but even so, I'm a part of their self-described daily drudgery.
Years ago I heard of a 90 year-old woman who offered her perspective on the secrets of her own longevity.
"Well," she began, "every morning we all wake up to the same choice. We can greet the day with a smile or a frown. I always choose the smile."
Today I started with a smile and did what I could to keep it there all day. If that meant doing a little dance-now known as the Done Dance- when students turned in their finished English projects, then dance we did. Sure not everyone felt like dancing. But, even those who chose not to acknowledge their own class success with a few happy moves still smiled at the idea that they could.
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