A Tale of Two Good Mornings

At a school with a staff of nearly 50 I'll be honest -- I do not know everyone. I remember as a student in high school thinking that all teachers knew each other and were best friends. Perish the thought that Mrs. Cheney had no idea who Mr. Player is! Mr. Lim definitely does not know any of the adult denizens of the third floor (let alone the students).

Which brings me to the topic of this somewhat whistfully nostalgic post. In the mornings there are two types of "Good mornings" -- one proclaimed with an exclamation and a smile and one uttered with a period and a whiff of obligation. Of course it would be rude and awkward to slink by staff members (guilty as charged) but it's an interesting dichotomy speaking good morning to people that really have no idea who you are or what you are doing in an academic setting. I have difficulty grappling with the notion that I'm an adult (am I really?), and I feel like someone is going to figure that out. I'm going to turn the corner and someone's going to wise up and say to me, "Wait a minute, you're not supposed to be here!" and chase me out of the building.

Alas that day has not come. I've come to realize that a 24 year old moderately experienced teacher pales in comparison to some of the raucous cacophony in some of the classrooms.

Here's to hoping no one puts me as a priority.

Erratic Musings of a Semi-1st Grade Teacher

It seems like ages ago that I was lamenting over the lack of a stable position. I whistfully toyed with the idea that, somehow, things would work out and I would be in a school. Secretly, though, I was more scared than I had been a year ago when I was unplaced and a newly minted teacher. Back then, I had inexperience as my crutch.

Now, I have a resume of promises that I hope I can keep.

I admit, everyday I'm thankful. I'm thankful to be placed, thankful for where I am, thankful for all of the experiences and tribulations that have led me to the point that I am. It's a bitter pill to swallow as the medicine is going down, but like all prescriptions, they're doled out in order to produce a positive outcome.

I feel as though I'm in a position now, in a true 1st grade, where my skills will be put to the ultimate test. I've been handed a task to elevate students to the level of their peers and I pray I have the faculties to do them justice.