Everything I do is larger than life: the way I think, the way I act, what I expect... I live beyond my means. (not speaking financially... although sometimes that may be true). I just have these huge expectations for life. Unrealistic... prolly because I'm unrealistic. I have the romanticized view of what I think life should be like. Maybe I've seen too many musicals or read too many books... whatever the case may be, I have an idea (almost like a script) of what should be happening day by day.
When I was a teacher, I thought I had everything figured out... concerning classroom management. I had my students trained down to the smallest detail. Except for one thing... sharpening pencils. This is not something I ever talked about. Never explained a procedure, didn't include it on the syllabus. But it's something that I had a clear expectation as to what I wanted. There is an appropriate time to sharpen your pencil. And that was all I said. One day in April, over half way through the year I FREAKED OUT on an unsuspecting freshman. I was giving instructions on a project and she just got right up and started to sharpen as I was talking. All I could think was "the nerve of this little girl! doesn't she see that I am talking and that she is being SO RUDE" So I did what any teacher would do, I sent her out into the hallway and really gave her a piece of my mind. I made her cry, even. And when I asked her why she thought I got so upset, she replied as she wiped away the tears from her face, "I didn't know." And I just sat there, flabbergasted. She didn't know? How is this possible? And it took me almost a week to realize that I had never been clear as to what I expected from them in this regard. And it has taken me a lifetime to realize that that wasn't the first time nor will it be the last that I will not be explicit with my expectations.
Honestly, I'm not usually clear to what I want in any regard. I just assume people to do "the right thing." What is the right thing?
I'm gonna do me. You go on and do you. Hopefully we meet somewhere in the middle.
I hate compromising. hahaha
seriously, though. I do. :)
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