On Monday I met all of my students. They were the most precious eight-year-olds I could have asked for. But by the end of the week their true colors began to emerge. I decided that the first day of school is just a show. All the students are usually on their best behavior and then after they get comfortable things begin to change. By mid-week I had students talking out of control, singing while I was talking, climbing on chairs, sitting in the lunch buckets, and doing cheerleading jumps in the room!! I realized then that the stern Mrs. Walton needed to come out.
I have always heard of peoples horror stories of the first week of school but I always thought it would never happen to me because I was prepared. Boy, was I wrong. I am very glad there is new week ahead of me and that I know what to expect from my little ones. I have decided that it is a new week and we are going to start over.
Randomness of my week:
One student said that her friends thought I was pregnant, so I decided it was time to start working out again no matter how tired I am.
My principal came in during the time that my students claimed they had no clue what they were supposed to be doing.
The districts Pathwise assessor came in and in mid sentence I fumbled over my words and it took me a good thirty seconds to recover. Thankfully the lady complimented me on the lesson.
Three of my boys told me they thought I was the prettiest teacher they have ever had.
I had one student on the first day cry when we were going home for the day because he said he wanted to stay with me!
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