I had a bad weekend! I hate my job! I hate the students! I didn't want to talk to anyone! I didn't want to blog! I was wallowing so much in my pity party that I put my foot into the professor's little trap! Now he is gloating and I'm being punished with extra research on one of his pet topics! He's even willing to watch me struggle to find the resources on my own! As if I didn't have enough work already! But fair is fair - if you do the crime, you do the time!
One of my favorite little stories that keep me inspired is called "The Cross Room". In this story, a man carrying a cross approaches God and complains that the cross he's been given is too heavy, he can't carry it anymore. So God tells him to take the cross to the cross room, place it in through the front door and choose another one from the back door. So the man goes around to the back, looks in at all the large crosses in the room, returns to God and says "I'll take that little one there by the front". And God replies "but that's the one you brought in"!
This is really what got me out of my pity party, along with talking with some good friends. I'm reminded always that when I think I have so much to complain about, others have far more burdens to carry and they carry them without constantly questioning "why me". I'm sorry. Give me back that same little cross!
3 comments:
Hi Cynthia,
Glad that you are still holding on and keeping your head above the water. If it has been this hard for us that are classified as "able" what do you think it is like for those that are "disable". They live it daily and have no choice in the matter.
One thing that is certain is that as we be our brother's keeper we can provide needed support. We may not be able to reduce the workload or even complete the assignments for others but we can be just there - showing empathy and assisting where possible. Not lurking but truly participating with the technology, making a difference.
God bless; indeed this week has been another learning process for me. Just thinking...
Terence
My favourite Cynthia,
Everytime I come to your blog I wonder what is the next surprise. i am sorry if my expression 'trap' which was in bracket made you feel bad. There is no TRAP in what we do. I was expecting, as it is the case in every single one of these course that some of use look at disabilities in a partial way. Be ensured you are doing a great job in this course. I am pretting confident that you will be one of the person who have learnt the most.
Also, you are not being punish, a little more research is a food for the brain :)
There is a story that was told about a man carrying his cross. The cross was getting heavier and he was progressing on his journely. Every time he got to a rest point he insisted for the cross to be reduced (cut). Afer a long journey, he finally got to his destination... there was a massive hole that he needed to cross to get to heaven. He was supposed to use the long cross which was getting heavier (stronger) as he was travelling. Unfortunately for him, his cross was too short...
This journey will help you to become a better teacher.
Thank you professor. That means the world to me. :) Your cross story is as good as mine! Thanks. Have a blessed Sabbath. Cynthia.
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