i am just a girl, working and living in the world wishing she was laying on the beach in the islands.
I just finished my first 56 days with my first graders. I love them all, but at the start of the year, there was no way that I was loving it. I was coming home everyone's looking for a new job. I was even going to take a job at 7-11. Tears were rolling down my face and I kept wondering why am I doing this? who made me take this job?
Then I think about today when my students were writing lists in their journals about fall and how they all wanted to be up in the front by me and how they were all getting along. I think about another day when we were talking about schema and one of my students opened his schema drawer called "everything". I think about the times when I catch my students using the chant I taught them to remember how to count by two's. I think about the times I see them comforting the students who still aren't getting the hang of leaving mom and dad at home and coming to school. I think about the time when a student is able to overcome their lack of knowledge for the English language and yet she can still come to the front of the room and tell the students that today is Monday. I think about the day that I thought I wasn't going to get through the day and one of my students came up and gave me a hug. The time when I am able to pull a small group of students or individually test when everyone else is working independently. They put smiles on my face daily.
There are so many of these things that they are starting to out weigh the bad things. Although the bad things keep happening there are things now that I can think of that will get me over the bad spells. I am so blessed to be their first grade teacher. They are continually teaching me new things and I hope it is as much as I am teaching them.
I am super excited about the four days I am getting off and now realize that I can make it though till Christmas and hopefully the rest of the year.
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And I know this girl who would have a really fun time volunteering in your classroom, Miss Pohi...let me know if you want me to tell you who she is. :)
It is just like being a parent, except yours are past diapers and potty training. There are countless times of frustration from Sydney and Aidan not sharing or those wet cloths from accidents when the bathroom door is 5 ft away. But for every minute of frustration there are 5 minutes of pure joy. The times when they laughing and chasing each other (Aidan has been walking for over a month now) and those times when for absolutely no reason at all they come over to give a hug then run off to play. I will be upgrading to the jet in Feb which means I will be gone a lot more. It is nice to have those few days as a break but like me I am sure you wanted to get back to see "your children".
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