You stand in the middle of a giant, masking tape music staff, hands on hips and surveying the glorious mess around you. There are hollow reeds in a pile behind you with red and black tape on the ends, a musty stack of newsprint at your feet covered in simple tunes written large and happy. The piano waits, top gaping, for new found tuning skills and the open windows allow a breeze to send loose scraps of paper flying in circular patterns about the ankles. A black tape player crackles the music from the curriculum, filling you with inspiration to create more exciting games and more colorful bulletin boards.
The brilliantly red and orange sunset oozes in the windows while you raise dusty plumes from long slumbering books in a dingy closet.
"I pray," you exclaim aloud from the center of the room, "for God to give me patience, to grant me a persevering heart and a well focused mind. I pray for guidance and for a willingness to learn as well as the strength to teach. I pray for the children I will be guiding and I pray for their parents who will, hopefully, be constantly hearing the fruits of my labor. I pray for love and hope and Christianly bearings to better lead and be better lead."
And until then, you continue the mad cleaning and planning and organizing.
Afterall, what's teaching without a little inspiration?
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