Working in Education through the Language Lens

My transition into administration was like the honeymoon period of marriage - bringing a baby/child/dog into your home (yes I just did lump them all together)- and why? Well, because I officially started in my position as EL coordinator (first of it's kind) for our district on July 1st; when, kids - were out! Email inbox zero: no problem. Finishing tasks on my list - daily: no problem. A false sense of control - absolutely: problem. Fast forward (actually rewind) to August 13th, when school officially began with students. Procedural questions, first time registration weird scenario questions, emails and meetings and deadlines that seem to overlap -  AND remember we're talking "change" - that dirty 6 letter word. So why was the honeymoon period over so fast: and why was 'problem' creeping back into my brain- After a summer of learning about leadership resilience and then carrying on that work in house with our district building leader...

This is not a high dive! I realize that.   This IS the water slide at the state park where we went biking this past weekend with our boys. Yet, the same emotional attachment by viewing this tall slide staircase, was the same emotional attachment I had standing on top of the high-dive board. It wasn't the height - it was when I released my grip of the rails, and walked out onto the board, it started to bounce. . .   I took a few quick, nervous steps backward and tightened my grip onto the rail - while my husband and boys awaited for me in the water below. I looked down at the water below, and I seemed to have an audience. Could they see my white knuckles? Were they watching the train wreck of a middle aged woman, with her 20+lbs of extra weight, trying to figure a way to get off the diving board - without appearing 'chicken'. Could they hear me saying - "I really don't want to do this?" I had already told ...