Twas quite the journey, I can't believe how quickly the time passed. I was placed in a sixth grade class which had me shaking in my boots a short three weeks ago, because:
I remembered my sixth grade self. Talk about a pain in the butt.
They are smart and would totally recognize if I messed up.
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Would-be encouragers and even bystanders told me to fear for my life.
Turns out all those worries were thrown out the window when I showed up wearing slacks and a tag and showed those wee ones what I was made of.
This, of course, was not a solo feat. I have many people to thank:
These awesome sixth graders were smart and witty and well behaved while I taught. They made this job easy.
(As previously mentioned) I worked everyday with the most fantastic field partner. Miss A kept me motivated and made me laugh every single day (and she provided me with pictures- thanks Britt!). It would not have been half as fun without her.
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| a harmless picture of our flower headbands turned unruly when we got the giggles. |
And last, but not least, my family was the biggest support throughout this experience! Not only did my sweet husband let me take two and a half weeks WOP from Costco... he listened to my musings everyday, whether it was a good day of teaching or an exhausting one. My dear mother is also a saint for feeding me... but she does that all the time. What a saint! :)
This was such an amazing experience and I can't wait for all that lies ahead. For now, I'm counting down the days until this semester ends!
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