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AUGUST 16, 2010 9:36PM

Observations From a Teacher on the First Day of School

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Today was the first day of school. I've been in the classroom since 1984 and while no one can dispute the massive problems in California schools of late with miniscule budgets and overcrowding, I made an effort to focus on the small moments of the day. Today I saw:

* 30 smiling 8 year old faces

* a rainbow of skin colorsmulticultural

 

*anxious parents wanting the best for their children

*children trying to do their best

*happy smiles and outstretched hands when I gave them each a bottle of water with a personal note from me on each label

*heads bent over paper as they composed a letter to me

*nods when I asked if anyone was as nervous as I was today

*shy smiles as I photographed children throughout the day to send home at week's end for parents who often feel disconnected from their child's school

*a quiet boy smelling the new box of crayons. I remember how I loved a fresh box of crayons.

*yellow roses sent by my best friend's mother, a retired teacher, wishing me a great year. A tradition she started years ago.

* a nervous boy erasing his page over and over, so afraid to not be perfect.

*3 girls squealing in delight,hugging, when they learned they were in the same class

*A huddle of kids intently searching a wall of former class portraits for recognized faces with a title" Who Was Here Before You?"

* giggles from the floor as children sat and listened as I read aloud the first 2 chapters of a book called  How to Be Cool in Third Grade

*last year's students stopping by to tell me which teacher they have for this year

*a tiny girl stopping to smell the pink geraniums I'd planted in a barrel outside our classroom

*children skipping to the playground

*new lunchboxes sporting the teen stars of the moment

* a drawing of a flower made during recess shyly handed to me as she walked in the door

 *laughter as we played a get aquainted game

*my heart swelling when an 8 year old boy with a mohawk hugged me at the end of the day and said, " I don't want to go home yet.

I want to focus on the small moments and the positives this year as I struggle to meet state requirements without adequate support. The phrase "making a difference" is not taken lightly by most teachers I know. It's why we do what we do.

Please ask a teacher in your community how you can help. They will love you for it.

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I loved this my fellow teacher. Such positive moments you captured. I cheer your efforts. I was in the classroom from 1976-2000 and remember those moments; those snapshots in time. I have adopted a fourth grade class this year. Fourth was my favorite with eight a close second. Kindergarten and Freshman English were the toughest and not much fun. Bless you and have a great year!
My parents were both teachers and my husband teaches, so I truly appreciate this post. You obviously love your students and your craft and the world is SO better for it.
Rated! Way to go, teachers! You give us hope.
great reflection of the day! loved it! I love the first day back to school, so much excitement :)
so many good ideas here, and what a wonderful way to remember this first day. i hope you get lots of volunteerism, and many more happy days.
I hope you have a great school year! (While understanding the hurdles you'll face in terms of budgets and other associated troubles.) Your class is blessed to have you.
rated
I taught for 36 yrs.
Have a wonderful year.
It's a great profession: we can re-invent ourselves in meaningful ways over every summer. :)
r.
Dr. Spudman: Bless you for adopting a class. Wonderful! Last year, the salon where I get my haircut held a teacher appreciation weekend and collected bags of school supplies for teachers. It was so appreciated.
Bernadine:Thanks for your kind words.

Mark: Confession: I STILL love the scent of new crayons.

Sally, Dianaani,Shiral: Thanks for the positive vibes sent my way.

Michelle, my friend, my fellow teacher: You continue to inspire me even though we are no longer at the same site.

Jonathan: Self-reflection, for me, is one of the more critical parts of teaching.Sometimes in the hecticness of a school day where there is ALWAYS more to do, I have to remind myself to stop and be quiet for a few moments at the end of each day after the students have left to evaluate the day. But those moments always are worth it.
I WANNA BE IN YOUR CLASS!!! WAAAAAA.....
(I so love this)
Gabby: Thanks for the highest compliment a teacher could get! :)
I love your attitude towards, and your enthusiasm for, being a teacher. I have a lot of respect for good teachers as it's a tough job -- I've known a few teachers in my time and have heard about the demands and frustrations -- so bravo to you for being a positive influentail force.
As former military and former teacher, I have to say that the military and the teaching profession is a "calling" not a job. What you experienced is why we do/did it. Bravo! Have a good year, regardless of adequate support. R-
I love the smell of crayons in the morning. It smells like.....victory.
VA:Thanks for your kind words.

Dave: You hit the nail on the head.

Cog:Bravo!
What a remarkable article. You touch the future every day. I remember my great teachers and I can never thank them enough.
I wanted to be a teacher for a long time but things changed in the meantime, now I finished information technology degree online and found a good job. The first day of school is a real joy for teachers and students, my mother worked as a teacher and I remember the big smile from her face every time when she came home after the first day of school was over.