Whew! Last day of school! I don’t count tomorrow because we are just having breakfast and the awards ceremony. Today is about art, play, bubbles, friends, autographs, photos, and fun. I try to stick to my routine because children out of control are…well, out of control. So we will have handwriting, but will write the names of our classmates. We will have writing, but will write a thank you letter to our parents for their love and support this year. We will count. We will sing. We will clean! And we will have the talk- everyone will not be in the same class next year. Things will be different, but they can be successful. We will all see each other in the cafeteria. Right now they are very concerned about leaving me. In two months they won’t care. That’s the way it should be! Although I was touched yesterday when a former student brought me a little gift because he is leaving our building to move on to second grade. J Sweet.
I stopped at Dollar Tree last night to buy a few books for my students. Each will go home with a first grade workbook. If you are a teacher and you haven’t been to DT I urge you to go. I buy books, word strips, award cards, stickers, etc. They have a great series of desk stickers- money, US map, number charts, alphabet, times tables. I put the number charts on 5x7 cards and laminate them so each student has a copy.
As I was leaving DT I ran into an old friend from another school and she told me some great news! My former mentor teacher is now the principal at her elementary school. She will be a great one! I’m happy for her and for the children who will benefit from her leadership. Being a principal is a tough, tough job. Yes, I have my masters in administration. No, I don’t ever want to be a principal. I had to major in something, and I thought that administration would give me the “big picture”. It did. It also convinced me that I belong in the classroom and it makes me very happy to be there.
I got a bit of a surprise and revelation last night. The raccoon visited the feeders at 8:30pm. Early! And I noticed that this is a nursing female. Yeah! Perhaps my fears of roadside death were unfounded. Or perhaps this is a different raccoon. Whatever the reason, nursing means we may soon have babies visiting the yard again. I am very happy! I am also pleased that my plan to transfer the raccoon feeding station to the feeder nearest the security light has apparently worked. I put out a tub of water and some corn last night. Both seemed to be appreciated. Now I have better lighting for photographs.
So…it’s not officially over until the fat lady sings…but I promise you I will at about 3:30pm today! J