Monday, August 15, 2011
The First Day Of School
I've mentioned before that I have always liked school. I was the teacher's pet kind of kid. That's not really too surprising since I was the kid of two teachers. I still remember going to class on the very first day (pictured above). I remember the name of the first kid I met, what my pencil box looked like. I know that I didn't have any teacher anxiety because my mom was the teacher. (There was only one kindergarten class, after all.)
Since then, I've had a lot of first days--elementary school, junior high, high school, college. And because I was called to be a teacher, today marks my ninth year where I am the one in charge of setting out rules, calming nerves, and planning lessons. This week, I will be focusing on the theme of teaching. I have some special things planned. But, more than anything, I don't want to ever forget why I do what I do. (It's not just because it means I have a permanent excuse to buy school supplies either!) And I pray that in another twenty-five "first days" I love it just as much as I do today.
Posted by Katie at Monday, August 15, 2011