I Love What I Do, Do You?

I love my class. There, I said it. It is only the end of September and yet I feel like I have been with these kids for a year already. They get me. I get them and we are moving along in tandem. It is such a wonderful feeling when this happens. It is often January before I feel my class is working well. In the fall, most of my classes struggle with sharing, taking turns, and treating each other respectfully.

I can’t tell you why we are clicking so early. The makeup of the class is the same as every year…a bell curve of interesting, challenging little faces all looking at me each morning waiting to find out what is in store for them. Some need to be fed, some need to have a little extra attention, and others just tool along on their own. Some catch on quickly and others need repetition. Some have social skills, some do not.

Somehow, this year, this class is simpatico right out of the gate. Maybe it is because we have a student teacher making the ratio smaller. Perhaps the personalities just match up better. I don’t have an answer, but I sure love going to school every morning! When children can get past the social issues, we can get into the academics quickly and then there is so much more we can do. I anticipate tremendous progress for my students by the end of the year I can’t wait for them to feel the power of their own thinking and learning.