Zebras

When you hear hoofbeats, you are supposed to think “horse” not “zebra”.

Most of the time, that is sound advice. Sure enough, you turn to see a glossy chestnut or black stallion thundering across the field, not a black or white stripe to be found.

Sometimes, though, the short bristly mane and zig zagging pattern startle you, and only fast feet can keep you out of the way of such an ornery creature.

That can happen in schools, as well. Students are students: sometimes a bad grade is as simple as one night of poor sleep or a tough concept. Maybe he is a C student. Sometimes, though, it’s a zebra.

If you’ve found yourself a zebra, it is vitally important to remember that a zebra is NOT a horse, and to treat it accordingly. They live in different climates, thrive with different diets, and have distinctly different temperaments. Lucky for me, I like the zebras!

About sthurstonmspp

I am a 28-year-old-School-Psychology-CAGS/PsyD-student. Whew, what a mouthful. Journey and Styx rock my world, and some hardcore volleyball makes it go round n' round. I have spend the past six years working at a school/residential facility for children with emotional and behavioral disorders, and when I tried to quit in order to begin grad school, it just didn't take- I continue to pick up shifts every week so I can see my kids. I am a new homeowner about 40 minutes outside of Boston (another favorite band) with my husband and my 3 year old (rescued) mutt, Maisy. I am going to do my best to invite you inside my thoughts as I continue my grad school career as a simultaneously juggle my full time internship, CAGS classes and begin my journey into the PsyD- enter at your own risk!
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