So. Teaching is not really the chosen profession for a lot of introverts. As a teacher, your charge needs to last all day. And it probably runs down by 10 am for a lot of us. But I’ve always found that the kids are easy- it’s like they’re little charging stations scattered around the room. Just being around them, sharing their inquiry and wonder is like soaking up sun after a long, dull winter. There are no waves of uncertainty for me in communicating with kids or even with your fellow teachers about said kids. I saw a poster the other day that said, “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” I can surf in a room of kids. No problem man.
People I work with are sometimes surprised that I consider myself an introvert. I talk. A LOT. But my husband knows it, as does anyone that knows me well. I’m like a rechargeable battery. Once my charge runs down, I need to plug in and rebuild my energy reserve. These people can attest to the moments they just sigh and walk away, knowing that I need to reset. And I’ve had to reset a lot lately.
Being in new water, with unfamiliar currents, I feel like I am learning how to surf all over again. Wipeouts happen frequently. I’m connected to my board though, so I pull myself back up. I just have to learn how to read the waves.