Well.. We’re back to school. It happened… pretty smoothly! I have a great little (big) group of second graders that I already love love love! We are already having so much fun and learning A LOT. We’ve established our procedures and routine so now we are getting down to business this week.
No this is not primarily a teaching blog, but it always looks that way as we head back to school and our world flips upside down!
As I reflect on the past three years teaching, it seems like so long ago until I think about… My mom just embarked on her 37th year of teaching special education. She is amazing. If I can be just half the teacher that she is, I’ll be doing alright. My mom is everything that I want to be in a teacher.
Here she is with flowers from my Dad on the first day of school.
My mom sent me this:
“Sweet child of mine, I am continually growing from your skill and passion for teaching and learning. Used your activity for setting class expectations last year and am already pinning your creative things in a teaching file for this year. Would love to be in your second grade class and get a second chance at second grade: the year my teacher paid a visit to my home and spilled the beans on my behavior and your Papa made a real impression on me AND my behind. Love you dearly!”
My parents embraced every “teachable moment” with my sister and I growing up. Now I am so grateful. For those of you that don’t know, my dad is retired from 30 years as an administrator (and before that a coach). He was my principal growing up and my ultimate role model. My Papa and two uncles were/are superintendents. All three of my aunts are teachers. I have been completely and utterly blessed to have grown up surrounded in education from day one. Can you imagine how many lives were touched by such a legacy in education? Those of you that have complimented my teaching, I really and truly cannot take any credit. Any strengths I have are thanks to these remarkable role models who instilled in me what it means to be a professional. It is completely humbling to try to follow in their footsteps. Keyword: try.
It got a little crazy when I somehow married a teacher, so there’s just no escaping it! Then my sister began her last year of college TODAY and will be a FABULOUS teacher as well. Going to bed thankful that I get to wake up and do something that I love EVERY day.
I’m linking up with: A Sort of Fairy Tale