After wasting some time on pinterest (that's a lie because time on pinterest is never wasted) I decided to randomly google other teacher blogs. And guess what! It turns out that there are other first year fellow teachers posting about their first years of teaching as well! Why didn't I come across these blogs earlier?!
Even though the first year is behind me now, it was still a relief to read their words of wisdom. Now I know that I wasn't alone in this. Yes, there are other clueless, eager, and scared newbies out there. And, to my pleasant surprise, they've endured difficult experiences that seemed to almost mirror my own. This isn't supposed to sound coo-coo or sadistic. It's just SO nice to know I'm not crazy for feeling the range of emotions that seemed to rush through me this past year. It's mid-July now and I'm still recovering.
Did you know that there's actually an article out there called the "Phases of First-Year Teaching?" There's even a "First-Year Teaching Roller Coaster" diagram. I find this semi-hilarious because roller coasters terrify me as do the toughest parts of this past year.
And holy smokes, from September to right meow, that little chart in the article is RIGHT ON.
Monday, July 16, 2012
Sunday, July 15, 2012
It's been a while.
I've been slacking.
Two months too late but figured the posts must go on.
So it's here. Beautiful, glorious, and so far even more amazing than I ever dreamed possible. SUMMER. (May be a slight exaggeration, but that's okay.)
I do miss the kiddos. And the sweet gifts and letters (from parents AND students) made my very first last week of school a truly memorable one.
Reflecting back on your first year of teaching is easier said than done. That might be because there's so much to say. I'm not really sure where to begin.
I was told before September that the year would fly. Not gonna lie, it didn't exactly zoom on by. There were weeks, sometimes days, that truly felt like they'd never end.
I'd be lying to you (or as one of my munchkins would call it, "fibbing") if I said that it wasn't a tough year.
Well, let's see.
I...
Was more tired than I think I've ever been (physically and mentally). Learned to hate traffic and rubber neckers like it was a second job. HATCHED ADORABLE CHICKS. Did not eat enough at school and ate WAY too much once I finally made it home. Learned and laughed with 11 amazing and hilarious kindergartners. Have grown more and more grateful for my mom by the minute. Found some fun ways to spice up my lessons on pinterest. Discovered that an obscene amount of caffeine helps obliterate migraines. Created and recreated my first classroom. Made it through (and even enjoyed) field trips. Unpacked and repacked my room thanks to help from some wonderful people. Still can't cook but have slowly taken on baking. Learned that kids love listening (or at least are really good at pretending they're listening) to personal anecdotes. Survived my first year of teaching.
Two months too late but figured the posts must go on.
So it's here. Beautiful, glorious, and so far even more amazing than I ever dreamed possible. SUMMER. (May be a slight exaggeration, but that's okay.)
I do miss the kiddos. And the sweet gifts and letters (from parents AND students) made my very first last week of school a truly memorable one.
Reflecting back on your first year of teaching is easier said than done. That might be because there's so much to say. I'm not really sure where to begin.
I was told before September that the year would fly. Not gonna lie, it didn't exactly zoom on by. There were weeks, sometimes days, that truly felt like they'd never end.
I'd be lying to you (or as one of my munchkins would call it, "fibbing") if I said that it wasn't a tough year.
Well, let's see.
I...
Was more tired than I think I've ever been (physically and mentally). Learned to hate traffic and rubber neckers like it was a second job. HATCHED ADORABLE CHICKS. Did not eat enough at school and ate WAY too much once I finally made it home. Learned and laughed with 11 amazing and hilarious kindergartners. Have grown more and more grateful for my mom by the minute. Found some fun ways to spice up my lessons on pinterest. Discovered that an obscene amount of caffeine helps obliterate migraines. Created and recreated my first classroom. Made it through (and even enjoyed) field trips. Unpacked and repacked my room thanks to help from some wonderful people. Still can't cook but have slowly taken on baking. Learned that kids love listening (or at least are really good at pretending they're listening) to personal anecdotes. Survived my first year of teaching.
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