Since I have the day off, and I miss my kids SO much, I thought I'd catch you up on happenings in E-2. My room has a revolving door. And that does not make me happy. I'll explain.
On day 1, I had 17 kids. The number grew to 20. Then, I had one of my sweet, sweet boys leave. But, right before he left, I gained a girl. I like the girl...she's sweet, cute, and SMART! But, she doesn't replace my boy. Then, I had another girl join in. She's really quiet, and I like that. :) Last week I gained a boy. He came from another classroom in our school. Apparently, I can love unlovable kids. I am glad other people think that about me and my classroom, but if I have to gain one, can I not give one?! Well, the office let me know on Wednesday, that one of my girls is moving :( I am not happy about this. I LOVE her. She's a challenge, but she loves me and tries so hard. She was going to learn so much this year. As far as I know, she had no idea she was moving schools. That's sad too. Another one of my girls told me she is moving next weekend. This means she will have to go to a new school. I must say, I am not extremely upset that she is leaving. I mean, I love her of course, but she pushes my buttons. She knows exactly how much whining it takes to push me over the age. She also knows that crying KILLS me, but she does it anyway. Sometimes she acts like she doesn't know what she is doing, but amazingly finishes and makes an A when I tell her she has 10 minutes left. AH!
Of course, there are kids in my room I can't imagine being in another room. I am so thankful for their faces and I hope they never leave me. I was a little worried that my class would never become friends, but I now I can't get them to shut up, even just for me to give directions. They fight and argue and are best friends the next day. I just have to remember 3rd grade...take a walk with me down memory lane...
3rd grade= my first experience with Clair Hardin. Prior to 3rd grade, I didn't like her. That year, she became my best friend. We had 2 teachers that year. I decided to be a teacher. Clair and I practiced almost every weekend at each other's houses. I wore bracelets that made noise and drank Coke out of a cup with TONS of ice. Apparently, Mrs. Fleming and Mrs. Brown did this.
Thanks 3rd grade for making me a teacher :)
