I went into a third grade classroom today to teach my first lesson of the year. Arranged all of the students in a circle on the floor, had just drawn a breath to speak when I noticed little Logan bouncing up and down with his hand in the air. As any educator would be, I was fully prepared to tell him he could go to the bathroom. "Yes, Logan, what do you need?" "All I can say is WHOA! That trainer must have made you work hard this summer. You look beautiful." With a tear in my eye I replied, "Oooohhh! How nice of you to notice." Another little guy said, "Your trainer didn't let you take a summer vacation?" "Nope! Michael doesn't believe in summer vacation." Anyway, this little kid has me wrapped now. I mean seriously!
I am motivated by words of affirmation. It is my love language. I haven't read the book, only skimmed it, but it's true. Give me a compliment and I will soar. I will work harder and go the extra mile. I will think about the compliment and remember it for years to come. It doesn't matter if the compliment comes from an eight year old, senior citizen or anyone in between, it's a natural high for me in situations which are otherwise challenging or stressful.
I don't think I've written yet...and if I have you can read it again I guess. As of two weeks ago, I was down 16.5 inches. WOOT HOOT! Unbelievable. I put on a skirt this week that was a little snug last spring. It has a zipper down the side. Who needs a zipper? I pulled it up without any unzipping. The only thing holding that thing on was some inches around the hips. I wore it and prayed I wouldn't get into a situation where a student would pull on it and say, "TEACHER!" If that had happened we wouldn't have been singing pants on the ground...we'd have sung skirt on the ground, skirt on the ground...
While I'm in the mood to blog let me just share another little sumpin...
Tonight at the gym another trainer took her client out to the parking lot where they were running laps together. It's a little hot out for that sort of thing if you ask me, but no one asked me. There is this GINORMOUS hill between the gym and the car lot next door. Several times Michael has mentioned he needed to get permission to use the hill so we could lunge it. I should have understood he was not kidding. Tonight this trainer had her person out there climbing the hill. I prayed, "Dear God, please please don't let Michael drive by and see this." Later, in a text message I found out Michael had seen it and official permission for use of the hill exists. In case you don't know this about me, I tend to be very smart aleck. As a matter of fact, my smart aleck nature has increased recently. It's a natural thing that I don't even think about. Yep, you know why I'm explaining this...because AFTER Michael told me we had permission to use the hill and he had seen the exercises being done I made a VERY smart aleck comment to him. VERY! I'm sore already just thinkin about it.
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