Getting there faster

If you've ever walked a line of young children down the hall towards the doors that lead to a playground, then this post is going to make perfect sense to you.

It starts off well. You've barked at reminded the children to use their hallway manners and your line is looking pretty decent. Hands behind the back. Mouths closed (for the most part). Low speed.

Halfway down the hall and suddenly 24 pairs of arms are at their sides and the pace has quickened. Children are also talking to each other.

As you get nearer and nearer to the doors that lead outside, suddenly the children start hurrying, actually sprinting, towards freedom. The boys take the three steps that lead down to the doors all in one leap. They start whooping and hollering at the top of their lungs just as they come upon the threshold.

They know that the quicker they hurry, the faster they're going to be outside.

Friends. If only Time worked like that too. I would be teaching in speedy-mode, rushing to get to the end of the school year. I would be running to and fro. I would be typing my lesson plans at 100 wpm. I would be talking a mile a minute. 

But there's nothing I can do except to make the most of the 13 days of school we have left!


Sherri said...

Oh, I can feel it in the air around here, too! If only I could rush my little social skills groups through...oh wait, that wouldn't be very social now, would it?!

That giddiness of the kids as the near the door? I feel it too.

Steff said...

You are SO close!!!

Randy et Jan said...

Thirty years ago, carrying you, I had horrible pain shooting down my leg, as you were pressing on my sciatic (sp?) nerve! I'll never forget leading my class to the playground, limping and barely able to walk. The whole class had to go slow motion behind me...a weird sight!

Charlotte said...

Right there with you. If only there were a fast-forward button!

Rachel said...

I remember being in those lines... you described it perfectly!

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