This was a hard week for me at work. Sometimes my job is ridiculously fun, but at times it can be heartbreaking. I really wish there was more time in the day to get to know my kids better, to understand their lives and hopes and dreams. I try to do this when I can, but the amount of material to teach and the lack of downtime leaves me feeling like I only just know my kids. Some I get to know better, of course, as these kids will share more in class during discussions, or in their essays, and some will even come and see me at lunch. One particular girl this week—a very sweet, hard-working, honest, kind, and beautiful young lady, inside and out—came to see me and really opened up to me. She was real and raw and trusting. She lives a very difficult life, but through all of her trials (and there have been many, too many for any one person bare) she tries her best to remain positive. She likes to get straight A’s for herself, just because it makes her feel good. She enjoys helping others, and she wants to do something for a living that makes people happy; she likes to make people laugh. This girl, all but 15, is an inspiration to me.
That’s one of the things that I love so much about my job—yes, I try to inspire my students, but on any given day THEY inspire ME. I don’t know how many people can say that about their jobs. I’m so glad that I can see this aspect of my everyday life so clearly, and that I can lock up these little and big moments of love and inspiration and life in my heart and mind. Sometimes I like to share these experiences with others, and sometimes I just like to keep them to myself; they seem safer and more real that way. I often don’t even tell my husband the lessons I learn, as they are sometimes too sacred to utter. I think it’s ok if nobody ever knows some of the sadness and happiness that I’ve seen and felt because it fuels my soul. And that is really all that matters.
I’ve learned that while I can’t take care of all my kids, I can be there to listen to them, and support them, and build them up where I can. I guess that has to be enough; I desperately hope it is.
Egg Drop Soup for the Soul
1 32oz container gluten free chicken broth (I get mine at Trader Joe’s!)
1-2 tablespoons Tamari (gluten free soy sauce) to taste
2-3 tablespoons corn starch or other thickener
¼ cup cold water
2 eggs, beaten
½ teaspoon grated ginger
2-3 green onions, chopped
Salt and pepper to taste
In a medium pot, bring the broth, ginger, and soy sauce to a boil. Meanwhile mix together the corn starch with the water really well, until smooth. Slowly pour in cornstarch mix and stir. It shouldn’t clump up, but if it does, you might need to strain the soup.
Reduce heat to a simmer and then add in beaten eggs slowly, while stirring slowly with a spoon in ONE direction only. This will give you nice ribbons. Take off the heat, add the onions, and serve!
This makes a great appetizer, snack, or very small meal. It’s perfect for a cold, rainy day.