I didn’t cry until I thanked my principal for letting me teach in her school.
So, that’s weird because I never really talked to her.
The kids were too goofy for me to be bummed at the end of the day. I was laughing too hard.
So, that’s weird because I never really talked to her.
The kids were too goofy for me to be bummed at the end of the day. I was laughing too hard.
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I was going to type up a rather boring “thank you and goodbye” card to place in each of my students’ lockers in the afternoon but found myself inspired by author-illustrator/graphic novelist Jarett J. Krosoczka who gave my students a lesson in writing graphic novels today. :D
MUCH BETTER. :D :D
I’m going to give my students a little talk about how it was when I was in 3rd grade that I decided I wanted to be a teacher and now it’s actually going to happen and I couldn’t have done it without working hard for what I wanted and loved.
I was informally talking about what I wanted to say to my friends today and started crying. I don’t know how I’m going to do it with my students.
I’m pretty sure they think I’m staying with them until the end of the year.
Many of them have gotten so attached to me that I feel bad.
Ugh.
Everyone’s advisors but my own gave them information on portfolios throughout teaching.
Mine never makes contact with anyone.
I have my Master’s year internship to make this a bit better but I’m honestly freaking out right now.
I feel like I have absolutely zero student work to show for this.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? How did this get past me?
Did I seriously just blow my whole year? Will I even get a job now?
Time raced by.
Silly state lab.
(Though it does kind of get me out of lesson planning for the better part of the week.)