I awoke this morning in a rush with a million things on my mind, least of all was what I should wear on this first day of school. At a certain point though I did get dressed and as I looked through my clothes I realized I only own two pairs of pants that I could wear to work and neither of them fit to well.
So rather than spending tonight setting up a grade book, planning lessons or making an answer key to the diagnostic I will give tomorrow I went to the pants store.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
First day of school eve.
Tomorrow I start I new job at a new school after taking a year off from teaching. I am very excited about the school, but feeling overwhelmed and under prepared. I'm imagining those feelings will last until around June with slight reprieve over Christmas break.
Today has started out rocky and is ending frantically. I woke up this morning not feeling so well. At first I thought it was nerves, but after my third or fourth trip to the bathroom I decided I must have had some bad food. My intestines seem to have calmed down, but it is not how I would have liked today to be.
This year I will be teaching 2 classes of 7th grade math, 1 class of 8th grade math, one class of Algebra and one class that is being called bridge. I've taught Algebra before and I know where I want to go with that, but the other classes are going to require quite a lot of prepping if they are going to be interesting courses.
My goal was to be in bed by 9 tonight. It is 9 now. I still have more work to do. I need seating charts, problem sets, example problems... The list keeps going.
I have realized in the last few days how easy it is for me to romanticize this job when it is not going on. In the time I had off I spent time reflecting on all the things I enjoyed about this job. I didn't spend much time thinking of the stressful evenings, lack of sleep and unruly children that defined almost everything I did for 10 months out of the year.
I suppose there is nothing to do, but get back to it. As stressed out and exhausted as I am sure I will soon become I am still going into tomorrow excited about the possibilities this school year holds.
Today has started out rocky and is ending frantically. I woke up this morning not feeling so well. At first I thought it was nerves, but after my third or fourth trip to the bathroom I decided I must have had some bad food. My intestines seem to have calmed down, but it is not how I would have liked today to be.
This year I will be teaching 2 classes of 7th grade math, 1 class of 8th grade math, one class of Algebra and one class that is being called bridge. I've taught Algebra before and I know where I want to go with that, but the other classes are going to require quite a lot of prepping if they are going to be interesting courses.
My goal was to be in bed by 9 tonight. It is 9 now. I still have more work to do. I need seating charts, problem sets, example problems... The list keeps going.
I have realized in the last few days how easy it is for me to romanticize this job when it is not going on. In the time I had off I spent time reflecting on all the things I enjoyed about this job. I didn't spend much time thinking of the stressful evenings, lack of sleep and unruly children that defined almost everything I did for 10 months out of the year.
I suppose there is nothing to do, but get back to it. As stressed out and exhausted as I am sure I will soon become I am still going into tomorrow excited about the possibilities this school year holds.
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