|That's me, "levitating" with the smaller humans jumping around me...|
Now, I've been on a trampoline before, obviously. But this was a brand new experience for me.
I bounced from floor to wall to floor to wall, flying in every direction.
I flew into the pit full of foam cubes, and struggled my way out again.
I tried my hand at trampolining my way to the basketball hoop--"Look, I'm Michael Jordan!" (Umm...nope. You're an awkward, middle-aged white dude, Dave...)
I jumped and jumped and bounced and bounced and flew as high as I possibly could.
I tried new things. It was fun, and satisfying--and tiring, honestly.
I loved this, even though I was exhausted after jumping for an hour. It was a "good" exhaustion. A "healthy" exhaustion, even--the kind of tiredness that only comes from working hard or playing hard, and taking joy in the work/play. And even though I'm still a little sore a few days later (I'm getting old, folks...) I'm so glad I released my inner child, threw inhibitions aside, and jumped. What I would have missed out on if I had just stood on the sidelines and watched others getting in there!
This has me thinking about how we sometimes behave as teachers.
How do we react when faced with something new? A new challenge, a new course, a new class of students, a new initiative...there is always something new, right?
Do we hang around the sidelines, content to watch?
Or do we jump in, work/play, and see how high we can fly?
|Yep, me again...in my hot pink socks...|