I think about my life in the classroom and these two early mornings with wordle capture it pretty well.

Some days I’ve got an awesome set of activities that I’ve gathered and collated to ensure engagement and progress on the quarter’s big project and it’s a disaster (frame one). Other days I come in and say something like, “hey what’d y’all think about the reading?” and a magical conversation occurs (frame two).

I get it — you create your own luck through preparation and consistency — but a good portion of the time you’re being carried along by whatever energy the world has put out that day and you’re just trying to steer things as best you can.