The first day has come and gone yet again...my 17th one. This one seemed more smooth than others. I have been having mixed feelings about this year. You know, 17 is my lucky number, so does that mean that this year will be amazingly awesome? Or, does it fit better with this small pit of doom that has come to dwell in my stomach?
There so much impact going into these feelings....new co-worker on my team...a new para to the district...having the largest and pretty low-achieving class...and yet still...I have had the slight nervousness that accompanies the newness. These feeling could swing either way if I let them. I could roll with the awesomeness of it and see what comes. I could let the dismal feelings wash over me and drop into the pit of doom. My goal this year is to be a marigold and not a walnut:
Find Your Marigold
I had a great day. I was a marigold! I got to know the names of this new class, all 60 of them. Of course there are the 3-4 that will stump me tomorrow, but at least I got the names down. We had a crazy lunch fiasco with the new 'system'. But all in all, I am satisfied with what was accomplished today on our first day. The kids were kind and generous with the sharing of information about likes and dislikes. Soon though, the newness will wear off and true colors may shine through. I only hope to hold onto the wonderfulness of the now and enjoy the excitement they showed today.
Great! Your post encouraged me. We can do this! :)
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