If you are a teacher beginning a school year (a new one at that)-this post will resonate with you. If you are perhaps a student beginning yet another new school year-this post may perhaps resonate with you too. 

I want to share a little story because, as someone who has 9 million windows on my screen all at once, my brain never ceasing to bounce in about three million directions, it is important to just sit back and embrace that feeling of "lost" as we begin again. 

This was a story from last week that I forgot to share and thus I find that it being the "begin again" day for many tomorrow, allow me to share. I have many new students this year and quite a handful who are still learning English. As I popped in on my first day into the cafeteria to make sure everyone was okay, had received their lunch and were sitting with friends, I spotted one of my new students just standing with a blank stare in the middle of the cafeteria. I walked up to her and her eyes became very wide as she whispered in my ear, "I just got up out of my table and now I'm lost." She looked simply petrified. 

Such a simple story but I understood how she felt because even though this is my fifth year teaching third grade, I'm still an anxious mess the first few weeks of school. I just am. I have never been a person who enjoys beginning again. In fact, I'm pretty sure every year I transition back into school (and truly I did love school) I would bite the side of my cheek to the point where there was literally no cheek left. But as time as gone on, I have learned to settle the anxiety with just telling myself, there will be feelings of lost. It never ceases to amaze me. No matter how many year I have been teaching, that feeling of lost just never leaves at the start of something new. And I think if it did finally leave, I would know that I no longer belong in the profession I am currently journeying upon. Because anxiety simply means I care about my students. And the fact that the world is in my classroom this year. Just a little reminder that the lost feeling is just the feeling that we want to serve in the most loving way, promote equality and seek to find the magic in every corner of our classroom. 

Wave to a teacher tomorrow or this week. Give them a little smile and just bare with them a bit if it looks likes they are climbing through a forest they have never seen before. Because they are. But they are actively searching for the magic.