It’s Sunday night and I am sitting here working on lesson plans. It’s hard to believe the summer flew bye so quickly. I often have a LOVE/HATE relationship with Sundays. I love the weekends, but Sunday night you always know in the back of your mind what is coming tomorrow… Monday. Ugh. Mondays are tough. It’s hard to get back into the swing of things. But I guess the sooner your start the week the sooner another weekend comes up!
I can’t believe that this year will be my 10th year teaching?! I still remember getting the call with the job offer ten years ago. I was beyond excited, yet terrified. I was entering MY OWN classroom with my OWN students. God Bless my first class… they learned a lot with me, and hopefully from me. I’ll never forget that on my first day of school (as a teacher) I wrote up and sent a kid to the principal. (This is of course after he locked himself in the classroom bathroom and proceeded to knock on the adjoining wall yelling, “HELP ME!”) That wouldn’t be his last time to the principal’s office that year… as hard as it was that year I think I learned more about classroom management and keeping my cool when dealing with bad behavior in that year that I ever did sitting in my college classes. Trial by fire. Probably the best compliment I received at the end of my first year was when the principal was announcing and recognizing all the first year teachers a lot of my colleagues told me they had NO idea I was a first year teacher.
Through all the bad, and the frustrating moments I wouldn’t ever want to be anything else. I LOVE teaching. I love watching learning happening. It’s so much fun to watch the moment when a student “gets” it. Every small victories my students make I celebrate with them. I don’t know how long I’ll be a teacher, but for now it seems to be working.