Why We Must Believe (Our Formation)
“Come on, let’s get this done, I believe in you.”
“Why do you always say that, Mr. Vilson, like …”
“Um, because I believe in you.”
“Oh my God, this is, like, the only class I hear a teacher say that …”
It was a weird moment for me. I promised this school year I would change my vibe. I promised myself that I would be more affirmative, more caring, more relaxed, more forgiving. This worked well until December 1st, when my program changed from 90 students to 145 students with no breathing room. I was asked to redistribute the energy I once gave to 3 classes and push myself towards 5. That put a dent in my spirits that didn’t fully heal until Christmas break.
Because this is often the work of alchemists, those who had to make base metals into gold. Or in this Why We Must Believe (Our Formation) | The Jose Vilson:
