Today at GLH.S. I had the privilege of participating in an event called Challenge Day. To lift exactly from the organizations' website (challengeday.org), the vision is "that every child lives in a world where they feel safe, loved and celebrated" and their mission is to "provide youth and their communities with experiential programs that demonstrate the possibility of love and connection through the celebration of diversity, truth, and full expression".
Going in to today I had heard the buzz about Challenge Day, but not much more. There is a show in M.TV called "If You Really Knew.Me" which showcases schools around the country who have used this program. To keep myself truly in the dark I've not watched one episode but have heard my students commenting about the program. I guess it is pretty close to what I experienced today.
I can say now, having gone through the program, that I have a new found appreciation, new understanding, and new eyes for the lives the 125 students in that room lead once they leave our building each day at 2:50.
The day is started off with uplifting activities, allowing students, staff, and community members to drop their guard and prepare for opening their minds and their hearts. Next came small group discussions. I was paired with five students I had never met or even seen before. The stories which were shared in my "family" of students (as the program leaders called them) made me say "wow".
But the activity which got to me the most was called "Walk the Line". The premise is those who fit the category called out are to walk to the other line across the way and then look at those who are not standing next to you. Likewise, those who didn't walk are to look at those who identify with the category called out. To see boys, girls, men, and women cross the line for a variety of categories brought me to tears. Even times when I had to cross the line caused tears to run down my face. The vulnerability of our fears, our problems, our lives were gone. We were not 25 adults and 125 students...we were 150 human beings with real problems, real emotions, and real big hearts. The outpouring of support and love shown to the people who crossed to the other line was something I will never forget. Even standing on the other line myself, looking out into the crowd of people who had not spent a moment in my shoes, going through what I had experienced to make me cross to that line, is again, something I will never forget.
After going through all of the discussions, the fun activities, and the eye-opening activities, I sit here tonight knowing that tomorrow I am going to be a better teacher. I promise to challenge myself to look beyond what I see on the outside of my students' shell, and to try to get to know what drives him or her every day, what makes him or her happy or sad, what their home life is like. No, I won't impact or reach all students, but if I can be a better, more compassionate teacher in the lives of a handful of students, I know I will have come away from Challenge Day a better person.