The greatest kindergarten teacher in the world – no really, I’m not being hyperbolic – she is lovely. She gave me a high five the first day of school, she hugged me after Kai’s first 504 meeting. Read the rest of this entry
But Charlie, don’t forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he always wanted.
He lived happily ever after.
– Willy Wonka and The Chocolate Factory
I had a hell of a teaching week last week. Things were not going in my classroom how I wanted them. Students were behaving outside of my classroom, and perhaps in it, in ways that disappointed me. This coupled with the fact that we remain a district with an interim superintendent, a principal who leaves in two weeks, and no contract to speak of, well let’s just say there was some drinking done last weekend.
Also, my students got the business from me a time or two in the last week. At the end of one of my self-righteous lectures. . . A student raised her hand, politely, as she was sure I could still bite.
“Ms. B, have you ever thought of recording those rants, they sound a whole lot like poems”. Read the rest of this entry
It wasn’t the almost-midnight, almost-falling-over laughing with new co-workers on a school night, and it wasn’t the compliments from parents at open house – It wasn’t the students being silly about my new haircut either, or my mock trial team members coming to my room every day in anticipation of our first meeting for new teammates.
It didn’t last long. It took just three words, a half a smile, and a glance to the back of the car. I’ve mentioned this before here — that one of the things that I measure my parenting by –is the love my sons have of music. So when a new favorite song of mine came on the radio, a song the energetic one asks me to turn-up every time it’s on – I turned it up before he had a chance to say anything. And in my quick glance back to see what new dance moves he was working out, he pointed at me with grin that belonged only on the Cheshire Cat, and said, “you read my mind”.
Oh sweet five-year-old, I’m not sure how much longer I will be able to do such things, to read your mind, to know what you need. But right now, right now, that I can just know your favorite song, that is enough to make me bathe in the light of the moment for the rest of the week.
Give me my classroom.
Give it to me with a tea kettle in the corner,
and a stack of tea waiting
to be brewed on cold rainy mornings.
Give me books, the smell of them, Read the rest of this entry
I wrote this top list of things I must get done you know, in the next ten days – and then I posted two other blogs — so I figured I’d save something for today.
1. Finish my syllabi, as well as my class policies and procedures worksheets
2. Finish clearing off my counters in my classroom
3. Finish filing
4. Tie up some yearbook loose ends
5. Start putting things together for my student teacher
6. Put posters up and finish bulletin boards (well, I guess I mean start them)
7. Lose ten pounds so I can fit into my pre-pregnancy work clothes (an effort I’m currently thwarting by making Martha Stewart’s chewy-chocolate-chip cookies).
8. Plan my first units for all three classes – 9th, 11th, and Journ./Creative Writing
9. Learn what it really means to be chair of an English Dept that has four people
10. Fill out the rest of the kids’ paperwork for day care and pick up their physical forms