Last week, a few prominent figures on #Edutwitter posted the above poem by Margaret Atwood. It seemed quite fitting and a reminder that in the darkness, there is always light. Despite (what I have in the past called ‘deep dark’) November creeping closer to the end of 2021 and washing us with a tide of fatigue, I appreciate that I have remained optimistic, steadfast and stable through the Autumn term in a new school. Autumnal commutes have been accompanied by an audiobook or two and the glorious, vibrant colours of autumn have enriched our environs. There is a simple, childish pleasure to crunching through a path of fallen, burnt-orange leaves.
This time last year, I felt emotionally and professionally defeated. A year on, I appreciate the fact my morale is significantly higher than a year previous and I have personal and professional plans for 2021.
After watching that beautiful film: ‘It’s A Wonderful Life’, I remember that everyone’s Clarence arrives in varying shapes and forms. Firstly, the ResearchEd movement, the #DailyWritingChallenge may have changed my decision to walk away from teaching and I couldn’t be more enthusiastic about the wonderful profession we inhabit.
In addition and significantly, my family and friends have ‘been there’ for me during 2021. I appreciate the love and support they give freely and unconditionally. It is certain that I am a woman with much to appreciate.