Three down, one hundred seventy-seven to go. But who's counting?
Here's what I will remember from the first week of 2011-2012:
1) Mold- We've had several visits from the folks at building services this week. After Mr. Lindsay reported mold growing on his desks and I found a little on mine they've been keeping tabs on our climate. I don't know what it means, but sixty percent humidity and seventy-nine degrees doesn't sound like the ideal for a classroom. Perhaps we could invite our science classes down for a little hands-on learning.
2) Administrators- They started Monday morning by cutting our "nuts-and-bolts" sessions from forty-five minutes to one-half hour each. Thanks, it made for a nice start to the week and a little extra time in the class. I guess I don't need to forward "What Teachers Want From Administrators" to any of our principals.
3) Earthquake- I'm glad we didn't have students yet. The earthquake was a reminder of how fragile our world can be. Our principals had to admit to students and staff today that we really don't know exactly what to do with an earthquake. There isn't a policy, procedure or drill. Sometimes life just doesn't work with a manual and hopefully the halls of education are a place where we can learn how to function in an ever changing world.
4) Wednesday- Some people find it silly to start school in the middle of the week. After feeling the exhaustion of the first day of school, the three-day week to start sounds like the best idea ever to me. I forget every summer how tiring teaching can be, and a short week to ease back in is just perfect.
5) Students- That's why we do this. The fresh new faces that greet us each fall. Full of potential and eager to know what your class is going to be like. Whatever problems and stresses the profession of teaching brings, from bell to bell is what we live for. We ended week one at the football game tonight. We've spent three days with these kids, they've learned what to expect from us. Tonight we were able to say hello, and watch them interact in a setting more natural than a (moldy) classroom. On Monday, we'll ask them about their weekends. They'll tell us about their lives. And together we'll experience all the ups-and-downs that the next one hundred and seventy-seven days will bring our way.
But who's counting, we'll look back on it in June and wonder how the year flew by quickly.