1st week
What I love: the kids. They are funny, they are curious, they are helpful, and they are up for the challenge. I think they'll let me mess with them a little. Like when there's a few stragglers and I say in my mock mean voice "Geeeetttt oooouuuuuttttt nnnnooooowwwww!", they just laugh. Plus, they are well behaved, which is big. It's amazing how much you can accomplish when you don't have to stop every two seconds to tell someone to stop whatever it is they're doing. I also love the staff. There are about 5 teachers who stop by almost daily to see how I'm doing and ask if I need anything. Apparently I even have an aide who can help me do stuff but I don't remember who she is or what she's allowed to do.
I thought I was going to cry the first day. Just a little meltdown, and then I could be better by day 2. But I didn't. I think I've been too busy. It's like finals week every day. I'm always rushing around in a state of near panic. Hopefully in another week or two things will calm down a tad. Or, at least by Christmas.
This week I tried to set up a lot of procedures and routines. Reading and journaling every day, current events every week. Grammar every morning. I'm so very very afraid that I will forget something important. Something that they really need to know before they go to 6th grade. I'm also very afraid of their parents. We'll be meeting soon and I think they might like to eat me alive.