Sometimes faith is the hardest thing to have, the hardest
thing to hold onto. Today, I started sifting through the mounds of books that
will eventually line the shelves of what I’m hoping will be a wonderfully
inviting and engaging library. As my fingers combed through some books that
were older than my grandparents, I thought (over and over)
What a mess…
Then, I started questioning my ability to turn around the
library. How will I label the thousands of books that are in there? How will I
ensure that our students are falling in love with literacy and, in turn,
embarking on their journey to self-discovery?
How will I do this at all?
I have yet to have a major meltdown. In fact, I’ve remained
relatively calm so far despite the fact that I am friendless, in a new place,
and attempting to be incredible at a job I have little experience with. I think
these are generally the factors that lead to the break down of self. This time,
though, as I commence on a seemingly blind path, I’m reminded of faith.
I’m reminded of my student Jorge, from my first year
teaching, and his remarks, “Miss, at the beginning of the year, we were
animals, but you changed us into good students who love to read.” My students
could have chosen over and over to lose faith in me. Lord knows I let them down
enough that any questions they had about my authority or teaching competency
were certainly warranted. They chose to have faith in me, though. More
importantly, they chose to have faith in themselves, to believe that they were
capable of changing their future, despite their past, if they worked hard.
So, my hands, littered with dust from old books and unused
shelves, my heart, heavy with responsibility and expectations, and my mind,
busy with the seemingly endless “to do” list that inherently accompanies this
time of year, are relying on faith. Faith that this is where I am supposed to
be and this is what I am supposed to be doing. Faith that the room in the upper
corner of an old school will, in fact, be a functionable library sooner rather
than later. And, faith, that somewhere in my free spirited self, the abilities
lie to ensure visions become a reality, ensure these kids are given the space
they deserve.
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