The end of every Summer vacation brings two exciting events for me:
One, I finally catch up on unread facebook posts and realized that EVERYONE in the world (except me) is having a baby right now.
Two, I’m getting nervous and excited for a new year of my own freshly ready-for-school little ones and daily scanning the school website to see my growing list of kiddos. What do these two events have in common? Names.
Gin to Juiceboxes
Archive for 2011
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I am not the typical early elementary school teacher. I look down the hall in my own school and there are all varieties of “teacher types.” We have all the basics represented: the teacher who plays guitar as her students enter in the morning; the vegan-hippie-free spirit who wears hemp shoes and loves everyone, but especially kids; the new teacher who is always flitting from copier to lesson plans and back and forth – you can sometimes recognize the new teacher as the one still wearing heels; the veteran teacher who seems to breeze in 15 minutes before the kids but still seems relaxed; the cranky teacher who has no business being with children in general; and of course, the one whose room is so decorated with gingham and teddy bears that it looks like the build-a-bear workshop threw up in there.
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