The upper school (4-8) is going to see the movie Prince Caspian next Tuesday, so their lives at the moment are consumed by reading the actual book written by C.S. Lewis. Yesterday the 6th grade even had a "RAD" day (read all day); so, at the end of the day I had a reading group with 2 students reading Prince Caspian out loud. I love reading. Love, love, love reading; so having a reading group you would think would be the perfect job for me. Well, not so much. I am a pretty fast reader, especially when I am enjoying what I am reading. I enjoy all of the Narnia books, so I would have loved just to fly through the book and enjoy it myself. Instead, I was forced to practice patience as one child read slowly and stumbled over every few words. It was good for me; I had to focus on someone other than myself, make sure that they were getting the meaning, that it was able to affect them as it had me so many years before when I read it for the first time. Throw in a girl with an attitude like a roller coaster and you have my afternoon. I think one of the reasons why teaching is such a difficult profession (when done correctly) is that it forces you to look at your weakness and then model the opposite. When everything in me screams to be selfish, I must model patience. Therefore, one might argue I am actually learning the most.
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