Because I'm Still Processing

Today was interesting to say the least.  (Chances are, you won't care about this at all).

A couple of days before spring break, I was asked if it would be ok for some school board members to visit my classroom on April 17.  Sure.  I didn't even hesitate.  I was under the impression that a few people might walk through my room as they also visited every other class in the building. 

Today is April 17.  In case you didn't know.  This morning, I was handed a schedule that had four teachers' names on it. I was one of four.  In the whole building.  "Here's the schedule for the visit today.  There will be two groups.  Included in these groups are the Superintendent of Schools, THREE Assistant Superintendents and ALL of the school board members.  Oh, and you're first on the list.  They'll probably stay for a while to watch and talk to the kids and ask you questions. Have fun!" Excuse me? I did not sign up for this.  I guess I should feel good that my class was chosen for the visit, but my stress level went up about 52 notches.  I found myself in a way-bigger-deal situation that I had anticipated. 

As promised, I had two groups of VIPs visit my classroom today.  It was fine. The kids were well behaved.  The activities went as planned.  I didn't have a full blown panic attack (just a mini one).  Everybody seemed happy, and it was actually a quite pleasant experience.  I call that success.

So what is the take away? What should I learn from all of this?

In the words of Steve Winwood:

You just roll with it, baby
Come on and just roll with it, baby
You and me, roll with it, baby
Hang on and just roll with it, baby

(Now that song is stuck in my head)