Today marks the first day of my fifth year of teaching, and I couldn’t be more excited.
The sadness of the summer ending has been replaced by an eagerness to greet new-to-me students.
Last night, Rooster asked me if I was ready, and I could honestly answer in the affirmative.
There’s something different about this year.
I have more confidence in the lessons I have prepared for the week.
Although I’m nervous about having enough time to finish what I have planned for today, I know that it will be okay if I don’t…that I possess the wherewithal to adjust my plans, perhaps between classes, to make things fit.
I also have a better understanding of how important the first few weeks of school are…especially the first day…as far as setting up myself as a person who commands respect. Classroom management is won or lost in these crucial days.
I suspect that some of my confidence stems from the mentoring I am already doing. I feel good knowing that I’m helping new teacher babies learn their way around school, how to look up course descriptions, and how to begin the process of lesson planning.
Yesterday, there was a certain energy at the school, and I couldn’t help but get excited.
I’m blessed to work with incredible staff. We really are a family with one goal in mind…making a difference in the lives of our students.
Yesterday, while shopping at Office Depot after work, I met a young man who attends the private school I taught at my first year. As we chatted, he asked, “Why don’t you come back to teach at my school?”
I couldn’t keep a huge grin from my face as I explained how much I love teaching at my current school…how much I love the subject I teach, Intensive Reading, and how great the kids are.
If you know me in person, then you know that what I say is genuine and heartfelt.
Although I am nervous about preparing my students for a new State reading test, I know that all I can do is my best.
It was with that thought in mind as I left my classroom yesterday afternoon.
I’m ready to welcome my 59 students (as of the latest count).
I’m ready to become their teacher mama.
I’m ready to begin developing relationships with these kids who are desperate for love and acceptance.
Bring on Year 5!