Four years ago, I was elected president of my local teachers' union. I was cleaning out some of my old stuff and I found this speech I gave about Ironman and teaching. I thought this would be a good place to share...
I’ve completed two Ironman
races. When people hear that, they
usually ask, “Why?” But no answer I give
ever satisfies the curiosity of someone outside of the world of triathlon. When someone asks me why I teach, it feels
the same way. Any answer I provide
sounds like a cliché.
At the beginning of an Ironman
race, there are over 2000 athletes wading in the water. The tension in the air is thick. Everyone is at least a little bit
anxious. Will I make it to the finish
line? What if I panic during the
swim? What will I do if I get a flat
tire? What if I get sick along the
way? What if I don’t make the time cutoff?
The beginning of the school year
feels a little bit like the beginning of an Ironman. What will my class be like? Will I inspire my students? What if I have a student with special
needs? What if I have a disagreement
with a parent? What if I don’t make it
to the end of the year?
At precisely 7am, the cannon goes
off and the athletes begin their Ironman journey. Arms are flailing, people are pushing and
pulling each other, and some feel like they’re drowning.
At precisely 7:39am, the bell
rings. Students fill the halls, pushing
their way to lockers and classrooms.
Teachers are passing out books and memorizing names. Guidance counselors are adjusting schedules
and looking for “phantom students.” We
all feel like we’re drowning.
Once we get through the chaos of
the swim, it’s on to a 112-mile bike ride.
I know what you’re thinking – “112 miles? Who would be crazy enough to do that?” Now think of all those people out there that
say, “A classroom full of children? 180
days a year? Who would be crazy enough
to do that?” But, the athletes settle in. Of course, those 112 miles are not always the
smoothest and they are rarely flat. One
of the worst feelings is when you are riding along, feeling good, then you hear
and feel the “thump, thump, thump” of a flat tire. So, you break your rhythm, pull over, and hop
off the bike. If you are well-prepared and
well-practiced, you can get that flat fixed pretty quickly and pick up where
you left off. The flat tire hasn’t kept
you out of the race – it only slowed you down a bit.
You and your students settle in as
well. You get into a rhythm and just
when you think everything is going smoothly, “thump, thump, thump.” Our flat tires often come in the form of a
student’s failure. So, what do we
do? We teach those students how to deal
with the disappointment, but we also teach them that all it did was slow us
down. That one test grade hasn’t kept us
out of the race.
We are off the bikes and onto the
run – a full 26.2 miles. This is where
the true test of wills begins and the real doubt starts to creep in. Did I eat enough on the bike? Did I drink enough? Did I drink too much? How will I ever find it in my legs to run a
marathon? What did I get myself
into? Will I make it to the finish line
before midnight?
The end of the year is like an
Ironman run. Did I do enough for my
students? Are they prepared for the next
grade level? Will they be able to
graduate? What did I get myself into? Will
I finish the curriculum before the Regents?
It is important to note that no one
would become an Ironman without the support and encouragement of the volunteers
and spectators along the course. They
want each and every athlete to reach his or her goal and they will do
everything they can to help. All you
have to do is ask. Spectators stand for
hours and hours, sometimes in the pouring rain, to support the athletes,
celebrate their little victories, encourage them during their disappointments,
and cheer them across the finish line. People
even come out of their homes to offer more food at the aid stations. The best part of human nature is on full
display and it carries you to the finish line.
As teachers, we also have a support
system built right in – each other. Our
colleagues are there to offer us their help and support throughout the entire
year. And remember, asking for help is
not a sign of weakness. Together, we
celebrate our little victories and encourage each other during our
disappointments. Sometimes teachers even
bring in treats from home, and sometimes that plate of cookies in the teachers’
room is the little bit extra that you needed to get through the day.
So, when someone asks you why you
teach, tell them about that day’s
little victory and then tell them about the big celebration when you and your
students cross the finish line.
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