And So It Begins

One week down.

Thirty-five more to go!

The first day came and went. And, yes, once again I survived.

The first day of school kinda reminds me of childbirth. It's arrival is greatly anticipated. I prepare, prepare, prepare. And yet no matter how ready I think I am, I am never totally completely ready.

I also tend to forget from year to year how hard it is to have these "newborn"second graders. They are unknown and unknowing. Who listens well? Who can follow instructions? Will they understand my particular sense-of-humor?

They have to be walked through every step of the day. They are a blank canvas when it comes to my classroom. 

And just like childbirth, the first couple days of a new school year are EXHAUSTING! Twice last week I was out cold by 8:30pm! In due accordance, my body was ready to start the next day at 4am!

Carl enjoys reminding me that every new school year for the first month of school I moan "this is the worst class I have ever had". Then somewhere mid September I begin bragging they are the best. Seems that just like childbirth, I block out the memories of the pain involved in "birthing" a new set of second graders.

And so it goes.

I miss my kids from last year, but this current class has the potential to be an amazing class!

And so a new school year has begun.

Ask me in a week or so, they will probably be the best class I have ever had!


And by the way, I didn't goof and post a picture twice. I have a set of twins this year. Can you find them?