This week I did hard things.
I convinced a student that a star stamp was magical and that carrying it around would help the magic seep into her and help her be kinder to everyone.
I convinced a student to write down something nice about everyone in our classroom. When she's finished, she's going to tell everyone what she wrote about them (the list will be approved first).
I took my students to two assemblies in one day. Once with chairs, once without. For the second assembly I had to convince them it was okay not to take their backpacks down, even though they knew it was the last thing we had planned for the day.
I taught science to a class that had had a substitute for 2 days and they even payed attention to everything. Mostly.
I pulled a bunch of worksheets out of nowhere for the 3 students in 2 days who had some sort of in school suspension. They weren't in my class, but their teachers were gone and the poor substitutes had no idea what to do.
I taught all week even though I didn't get much sleep most nights.
It's a good thing my class motto is "I can do hard things" or I don't know if I'd've made it through this week.