Yesterday was my birthday. I take birthdays in stride because I have had quite a few of them. I had a lovely birthday dinner with my husband and calls from 5 of my older siblings wishing me well on my birthday. The school day was ok. I had PD for the first 2 hours of the day and then had to get back to my classroom. I never announce to my students that it is my birthday. I don’t like a lot of attention. It was a very chaotic day in writing today because there were 54 students all at various levels of completing the latest writing tasks. Lines of students were surrounding me asking various questions.( I should have planned the day better.) Lesson learned. When the day was over I checked my e-mail.
One of the e-mails was from a mom in Sandy Hook whose son had died in the Sandy Hook massacre. Her son’s birthday was the same day as mine and she was asking for support and money to help the fight for the Sandy Hook promise to be a part of the solution to gun violence. I am from Newtown, CT and I lived in Sandy Hook while I was in college and as a beginning teacher I taught at Sandy Hook Elementary School. It brought tears to my eyes knowing that I had a connection to this women’s son by sharing her son’s birthday. From now on I believe that I will no longer “take my birthday in stride,” but instead appreciate that I am celebrating my birthday while a little boy is no longer able to celebrate his birthday with his family.