Tuesday, January 22, 2013
~Teachers who inspire realize there will always be rocks in the road ahead of us. They will be stumbling blocks or stepping-stones; it all depends on how we use them. ~Author Unknown
As a nursing instructor, I have found that this element of nursing is still essential. Life continues to be difficult and hard to understand. Students are left reeling from illnesses, accidents, family difficulties and failures. Words seem to stick in my throat. My heart breaks for them. I too have struggled. I have felt the anger, betrayal, sorrow and heartbreak. I too have questioned my sovereign Lord's intentions and purposes.
The Bible tells us we are to comfort as we have been comforted, offering hope and encouragement... I hope to be found faithful...
Fortunately, our school also offers counseling services for students.
This is vital.
Though I try to comfort, guide and support, the most important thing I can do is try and steer them in the right direction. I try to provide them with the resources they will need to survive the current crisis and move into the future. This is where the experts come in...
Ultimately, though, they have my prayers and a reminder:
Sometimes God says yes,
sometimes God says no
and sometimes He says wait...
Waiting is hard but prayer can reveal the stepping stones to His plan for your life...
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
As I look back on the blog which I wrote after graduating, I see an idealistic and appreciative new instructor. I see optimism and hope in the words I wrote; and I sense the trepidation I felt.
Today, however, I quite possibly shot myself in the foot... or fell on a sword as a kind mentor once cautioned me. "Deanna you can not fall on every sword, as you think about it, was this issue so important..?" At the time, I concluded yes, yes it was. It involved an unkindness toward someone else that was defenseless, I would do it again I concluded.
Well, today I spoke my mind. I am still pondering the wisdom of this but I believe that it was worth the sacrifice. I love the school where I teach because this is my alma mater, twice over. Each time I had excellent teachers who came along side me and taught me to be a great nurse...if I do say so myself ;-) I have been dismayed over the last year to see lateral violence toward students and even more disconcerting, incivility toward each other among the faculty.
Lateral violence in nursing is not new and we love to blame it on being a suppressed group working under dominating physicians. Well, there are no physicians here on this campus, so I feel that we must place the blame squarely upon our own insecure and haughty shoulders. Where does it come from?
Why do instructors belittle students and treat each other in less than professional ways. The back biting and catty chatter is disruptive and demeaning. I do not know the answer to these questions but I do know that if God allows I hope to be active in nursing education for quite sometime and I for one refuse to tolerate it. So I hope that as I reminded everyone of the great instructors I had enjoyed and concluded that while I am so proud of my school the display of incivility is disappointing, hopefully it will encourage others to refuse to be a part of this type of behavior. What would happen if we all refused to participate and tolerate this type of behavior? Would those bitter, angry souls wither away?
No, I know that they would not and I know fair well that I fell on another sword but I don't care. At least as they meet, confer, gossip and engage in their intellectual snobbery they know in the depths of their souls that their deeds are known. And it is my belief that no great person ever had a mind so small.
Oops, in the back of my mind I hear my Mama calling, 'Deanna, ... If you can't say something nice, just don't say anything at all...'
Well, alright then; I'll write it!
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Well, it has been quite some time since I have posted. This first full year of teaching has been incredible and insightful in so many ways. I am pleased to have survived!
While, there have been many highs and lows, lots of work, laughter and tears, I remain hopeful and inspired. It is funny as I look back on what I 'thought' teaching would entail and compare it to what I have found. There are huge differences!
As a floor nurse, I often would observe teachers and think they had such a 'cushy' job. Seriously. They were not actually responsible for patient care. They simply surpervised students. How hard could this be?
Well, first of all, as I address my misconceptions, I apologize to all educators. What I thought was a 'cushy' job is actually quite grueling... fulfilling and invigorating, but grueling.
I have been reticent to divulge much about this first year as I have struggled through it, however, I am now ready to offer insight into the world of nursing education, doctoral applications, programs, grants, research and the like.
This has been an amazing year. It is clear that God has directed my paths and I look forward to His plans for the future. I wonder what is in store?