Celebrate good times, come on! Doo doo do doo do do do do! Woohoo! This morning I woke up
with a sense of great accomplishment. I did it! I wrote for 31 days straight about myself and the small moments I found in each of my days. It is March 31st and today I completed the Slice of Life Story Challenge: 31 days of writing.
I’ve never seen myself as a writer, especially a narrative writer. Throughout my writing life I felt most confident as a nonfiction writer. I had learned the “formula” and could do it pretty easily and without too much effort. However, it has always been the opposite for narrative writing. It was too open and too personal. My mind focused on perfection and rated myself against all of the writers I loved. Last year I began this challenge and quit half way through as I quickly found reasons that writing everyday was not possible. This was my own personal hurdle. As the Slice of Life Challenge approached this year I knew I had to do it. I had to push myself as a learner and as a writer. Therefore, I
surrounded myself with some fellow bloggers who I knew would help keep me going when times got rough. And it worked!! Throughout this challenge I continued reminding myself it is about the process, not perfection.
As I celebrate this accomplishment I must reflect on how I have grown. I looked over my narrative portfolio of the past month and was in awe of all of the small moments that I had collected. Moments that I may have overlooked if I wasn’t looking for them, breaking them down into minuscule pieces, and writing them down. I have grown as a human because I now notice small parts of my day that are so meaningful whether they make me giggle, cry, think, stop, reflect, feel gratitude, or the plethora of other emotions I feel. This challenge has allowed me to open up my personal life to others and have others open their lives to me. It has been refreshing to read the comments and to read other people’s blogs to get a deeper sense of who they are. This has been a challenge, but one that I am extremely grateful for. Moving forward I would like to continue writing and utilizing my blog to share inspiring things in my life and in education. I hope you continue to join me as it will not be perfect, but it will help me to continue the process of growing as a learner and as a writer.
On this rainy, Thursday of my Spring Break I find myself curled up on the corner of my couch, surrounded by two over-sized pillows, wrapped in my Blackhawks blanket with my iPad and Apple pencil on one side of me and my new book, “Hacking Leadership” on the other. I recently taught an internal university course “Writing About Reading” where we spent two of the classes discussing the power of sketchnoting. I personally love sketchnoting, especially at conferences, workshops, and while watching educational videos/seminars.
Lately, I’ve been pushing myself to sketchnote while I read. While I’ve learned I love it, I’ve also realized how time consuming it can be. It takes me at least 3 times longer to finish one chapter as compared to when I read and highlight. However, my retention is much higher because I am thinking about what I am reading, connecting it to an image (my schema), and then writing/drawing it. It also becomes a piece of art that I frequently revisit and am eager to share with others to start a discussion or inspire them to read the book too.
Here is my artwork from today while I sketchnoted and listened to the rain.
There’s something so personal about working next to your significant other in the kitchen as you both peer at a brand new recipe nervous and excited about what is to come. Today has been filled with yoga, shopping, job searching, and reading for me and stressful calls and deadlines for Steve. However, we both set 7pm as our time to come together and create a new dish, Ginger Curry Noodle Soup, from one of our favorite cookbooks, Thug Kitchen.
As 7pm came across Steve’s computer he shut his laptop and poured us both a glass of wine. I opened the cupboard and refrigerator to start pulling out vegetables and spices. We each grabbed a cutting board and placed the cookbook in between us and began cutting. Eager to see what we would create.
Thirty-one days of stories as part of the Slice of Life Story Challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers
Disappointed rushed over me as I stumbled out of an over packed coffee shop this morning and started wandering down Milwaukee Avenue in search of a coffee shop with open seating and wi-fi. As I walked past restaurants and workout studios, I finally saw a sign that gave me hope, “Volumes Cafe”. I quickened my pace and approached the store front which was lined with books.
I hope they have a place for me to work, I thought.
To my surprise when I opened the door it was a quaint, brightly lit coffee shop with a few tables and the back filled with books. I quickly spotted an open table and decided this would be my spot. Nestled between readers and workers, I took a deep breath in inhaling the smell of coffee beans and letting my eyes search the room and the books surrounding me. I knew this would be the perfect place to sit and work.
While my search had started off with disappointment it quickly turned into gratitude for my new found spot.
Today is the first day of Spring Break. Spring Break is one of my favorite times as an educator. The time off allows for rejuvenation, reflection, relaxation, and time to refocus before the school year comes to an end. However, this Spring Break is different from those of my past where I spent time on a beach somewhere with a book in hand and great people around me. This year, I am staying home. Why? Well, Steve and I will soon be moving back to Arizona and that means I need a job. I don’t want just any job, I want the job of principal. I’ve wanted to be a principal for quite some time now, but I also wanted to wait until I knew I was ready. And I am ready.
Therefore, instead of laying on a beach, I am exploring coffee shops. Everyday this week I will be finding a fun new coffee shop to cozy up and prepare myself for finding a position as principal.
For today’s coffee shop I decided to go to Filter Cafe in Wicker Park. As I walked in the door I knew it would be a perfect setting for resume writing with 70’s couches, small tables, lamps scattered throughout and quite whispering of others working and chatting.
I walked up to the counter and ordered a large carmel latte with non-fat milk. Then, looked around and found a small table nestled between two couches and close to the front window. I took a sip of my coffee and began writing.
Writing everyday is not easy. Let me say it again, it is not easy. I’ve started counting down the days until Slice of Life is complete. While I love the community, the reflection that comes with writing, and growing as a writer it is challenging.
I started to tell my colleagues who are also participating in Slice of Life that I couldn’t wait for April. While they laughed and agreed with me, one of my colleagues said something that stuck with me.
“It is called the Slice of Life Challenge for a reason. It is a challenge. It is difficult. It is not meant to be easy. If it was they would have named it something else.”
As we laughed I thought how true this is. It is a challenge. I am proud of all of us for meeting this challenge, writing each and everyday, and growing.
A childhood hero. Who was yours? Steve’s was Eddie Belfour. And last night we were able to witness his “One Last Shift” with Steve’s parents. Before heading to the game Steve put on his jersey and handed me his fifth grade jersey to match. It was perfect.
I asked Steve, “Why was Eddie Belfour your hockey idol?”
“Because he was the goalie. And all of the chanting. Eddie! Eddie! Eddie! Oh, and his greediness and greatness. He also had a cool nickname, “Eddie the Eagle”. I don’t know, he was just my favorite.”
Even though his answer was vague. I knew he meant much more. Especially as the video explaining the awesomeness of this player started rolling and the crowd stood on their feet and erupted in roaring cheers as he skated onto the ice. The awe in Steve’s eyes said it all.