Taking The Plunge (sigh)
I did it. I really did it. I went back to school.
Now, many of you may think of me as a particularly dedicated, rock-star of a teacher. (Which is, of course, correct.) However, it may come as a surprise to you when I admit that I have NEVER gone in to my classroom one second before I was officially required to. That’s right, no summer time room set up for me. Really.
Perhaps it is because I spent most of my childhood summers in my mother’s classroom and have been hanging her bulletin boards from the time I could safely wield a stapler (which was exactly one year after I stapled my hand to the wall…yea, mom tried pimping me out a bit early). Once my talent had been discovered, I was shuttled all over her school and commissioned to hang boards in all her friends’ rooms too. I say “commissioned” because my bulletin board skills were (and still are, although I care about them considerably less) amazing.
Needless to say, these early experiences have scarred me deeply and I now avoid school in the summer like the plague. And in every other year, we have been officially required to report back 10 days early. 10 days…sounds like a lot, but it gets you off to a great start! Then it was 7 full days. Then 5. Last year we had 4. And this year….2. 2 days.
Any teacher worth anything knows that 2 days is not enough to arrange a room, make plans and get yourself physically and mentally ready for the start of the school year. (And personally, if you DO think two days is enough, I think you are worthless…c’mon, this job is HARD!)
So I went back. And spent five hours of my precious summer cleaning up old mouse pee and poo (thank you Master’s degree!), moving furniture and pulling all sorts of crap that I can’t remember why I saved out of my closets. Seriously, just let the old markers go….don’t cram them into a bucket and stick them randomly into a closet like I did at the end of the year. Hoard much?
In addition, I have spent HOURS at home working on curriculum, etc. (Nerdily, I LOVE that stuff and there never seems to be enough time to think deeply about it once the year starts.) Granted, planning social studies and science is MUCH easier from my beach chair while clad only in my fabulous new two piece and some sun tan lotion….
I guess that all this really just means that…it’s on.