Well I failed miserably... two words. Field Day...
I lost my "grace mantra" when a student just wasn't listening and nailed another student with a mini lacross stick at a water game.
it was the 3rd station.
and then it was downhill from there.
Let me go back- I LOVE field day... usually.
This year I was not looking forward to it and it lived up to all my expectations. All of them...
I did manage to keep my grace mantra with my moody diabetic student. He was angry because he couldn't play the water games, he was angry because there wasn't a nurse at break time to get the carb count for the Gatorade. I talked him into playing the other games, talked him out of anger at other students for absolutely nothing, and I didn't scream yell and drag him out of the lunch room when he called another student's mother a Bitch.
I got an administrator to do that.
I did show grace when mom was treating us to McDonalds yesterday.
There was a car stopped before the drive through and people were slowly getting out.. Like SLOWLY.
In the mean time a woman started backing out of her parking place and was going to hit my car. I tapped the horn to let her know I was there, so she would stop. One of the guys getting out of the car gave me a dirty look, so I pointed to the lady backing into me. I don't think he understood.
When the older guy who was moving slow got out- he gave me the finger... with both hands.
Here is where my grace came in- so proud of myself...
I rolled down my window...
thought about my grace and my kids in the back seat
and told him that I was sorry, but I wasn't honking at him, but rather the old woman who nearly backed into me.
He apologized and asked for forgiveness. I said thank you and pulled into the drive through.
Where I lost my grace with the woman who had no idea how to work a double lane drive through and caused 3 cars to get ahead of us while the boy screamed for fries.
So 1 out of 3... better than none right?