It's been 2 years since schools closed down and we went down the most strange and unexpected path ever. I had a strong premonition on New Year's Eve that year, I panicked so badly, I told hubby about it.
Anyway, today we finally were able to take our masks off at school. I was looking forward to seeing the students, many of which I have not seen before. They had half of their faces covered with a mask, and the other half, with a hoodie. One student, had half his face covered with his long hair, so all you get to see is one eye.
No such luck. I was so anxious walking up to the school, with my mask in my hand. I felt like I forgot my pants at home. I saw many of the students walking up to the school, most of them if not all, wearing masks. As I walk inside, all the staff were wearing masks. I went into the library and saw some of the students in our class. two of the girls took their masks off, and were smiling and waving at me. I know some of the students had said on Friday, that they were looking forward to seeing my face, and kept asking if I would be wearing makeup, and what I might look like. So sweet of them. I was used to Mrs. H. students, who were ornery, difficult and rude. These students warm my heart.
We all were sent to the classroom, so we walked over. I talked to a couple of students on the way. One was telling me that the disposable masks he has been wearing, had caused sores behind his ears, and was relieved to have it off now.
Once in the classroom, the teacher spoke to the students. He told them that he feels that this whole mask thing shouldn't have happened to them, but unfortunately it happened. And that they should not live in fear. I agree with everything he said. He said if their parents asked them to keep them on, do so. But if they want to keep them on to hide their faces and their expressions, take them off. They shouldn't cling to it as a safety, there is nothing wrong with breathing fresh air, and that hiding from people is unhealthy. Let it go.
After that, in the next class, some of the girls told me they liked how I was dressed so much. I thought it was wonderful. Someone said I looked beautiful, not sure if he was just trying to be nice. But a couple of the girls said I looked like an anime character, she couldn't remember which one. She looked it up, said "that one!" Then she added, "She's a psycho, and kills kids. She's awesome!". By the way she was smiling, I took it as a compliment, made me laugh.
It was a strange and interesting day, the kids are warming up to me, and I am finding my way around my new job. It feels good to feel that you have a chance to make a difference, even if it is a small one. I can help them understand math, I can help them improve their reading. I can help!! I can do good things. I may not ever reach the level of awesomeness my mom reached, but if I can make a small difference, I will feel better.
I was concerned today, I wore makeup, and dressed in a way that makes me happy. I may look strange, because I feel like I have no sense of style. I think I did good today!
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