Monday, May 17, 2010

say only the good

"Say only the good that needs to be said" was part of the advice I got in confession last time I went.  It was my mantra today.

Say only the good that needs to be said.
Say only the good that needs to be said.
Say only the good that needs to be said..

Because there was a lot of other stuff begging to be said. 

I wasn't at school ten minutes today, when I was told that one of our administrators needed to see me and a co-worker.  I hadn't had time to get in trouble yet!  I didn't think any of "our kids" were in trouble yet.  (Some of them have been just staying home - enjoying an early start to summer...)  So I found out - through the grape vine because I couldn't find the person who wanted to see me - that my co-worker and I were to abandon our classes for the day to take over an 8th grade class that didn't have a sub.  I don't know why our students are less valuable than others - or why we were the only two teachers who were chosen for this honor.  It's not like we don't have a zillion and one things to do in our own rooms.  There are deadlines, you know.  I was almost speechless that this would be expected of us. 

Turned out a sub did show up.  And I repeated my mantra - along with "I have the right to remain silent..." 

Father had told me that it was St. Paul that said this, so with the help of Google, I found the source.  No foul language should come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for needed edifcation, that it may impart grace to those who hear.  Ephesians 4:29  Another translation - closer to my mantra says:  Never let evil talk pass your lips; say only the good things men need to hear, things that will really help them.

I did get some things done today.  My students watched "Glory Road".  I'm sure that relates to math some kind of way.  I got some things done for Honors Night - found the program on my jump drive, found someone to make the flower arrangement for the awards table, delegated someone to track down table cloths and punch bowl and cake cutters, and TRIED to get people to turn in the awards they need.  I sent an email this afternoon, and I'm ordering tomorrow - ready or not. 

I ordered 1000 freshly baked 8" sliced po-boy buns. 

I completed some progress reports.  Filled out some paperwork on some of my students.  Finished 3 or 4 of the infamous blue historical folders.  I'm about half way now.

Tomorrow is another day.  Say only the good that needs to be said...

One more Monday!


  1. I'm going to have to adopt your mantra, especially with this being the last week of school. While I was nice to someone I talked to on the phone (who hadn't put in the information on progress reports correctly), I let it blow when I called a co-worker to vent! Does that count or not? :D

  2. Well, Mary, that was the rest of the advice. I asked "Where does venting end and detraction/gossip start?" He said that "ideally" we should vent to God. At that moment I had the distinct feeling that it was not the wise Monsignor giving advice, but a fellow sinner.

    For what it's worth, I hate, hate, hate progress reports. When kids get report cards, I think they are just redundant paperwork. IMHO!