This is the earliest that I have ever started a school year. While I have an entire rant ready about this year's school calendar, I think that I'm going to let it slide for now as I had a good first day. Most of my students seemed excited to be at school if for no other reason than to see their friends. Some of them were even seemed happy to see me.
This will be a bit of a strange year because I have Connor in two of the classes that I'm teaching this year. I have never had one of my own children in one of the classes that I've taught before, let alone two classes. It was clear that I was already a bit of an embarrassment to him as he hid his face more than once as I "entertained" the class on this first day. I think that we will be all right as long as he's willing to let go of the idea of coolness and learn to embrace the weird.
I do have one anecdote from yesterday's open house at our high school that I forgot to share. As teacher-of-the-month, I have the privilege of parking in the coveted parking spot of our principal for the remainder of the month. Yesterday, as we had just briefly visited his school's open house, Rowen was riding with me as I pulled into the spot. Mischievously, I pointed out the sign that said the spot was reserved for the principal. He looked at me--clearly shocked--and yelled, "What are you doing?!"
I said something like, "It should be fine; I don't think anyone cares, but if someone does say something, I'll just tell them that you told me to do it."
To this, he protested greatly for a bit, but followed me into the school even if he kept shaking his head.
I told this story to one of our assistant principals as we had a quiet moment in the halls and while Rowen was off with Janelle (who was shadowing Connor's girlfriend rather than Connor at both of their requests--and to the confusion of some of my friends on staff). When she later saw Rowen, she asked him in mock sternness why he told me to park in the principal's spot. Rowen went into complete denial with his eyes wide and threw me under the bus without any hesitation.
This will be a bit of a strange year because I have Connor in two of the classes that I'm teaching this year. I have never had one of my own children in one of the classes that I've taught before, let alone two classes. It was clear that I was already a bit of an embarrassment to him as he hid his face more than once as I "entertained" the class on this first day. I think that we will be all right as long as he's willing to let go of the idea of coolness and learn to embrace the weird.
I do have one anecdote from yesterday's open house at our high school that I forgot to share. As teacher-of-the-month, I have the privilege of parking in the coveted parking spot of our principal for the remainder of the month. Yesterday, as we had just briefly visited his school's open house, Rowen was riding with me as I pulled into the spot. Mischievously, I pointed out the sign that said the spot was reserved for the principal. He looked at me--clearly shocked--and yelled, "What are you doing?!"
I said something like, "It should be fine; I don't think anyone cares, but if someone does say something, I'll just tell them that you told me to do it."
To this, he protested greatly for a bit, but followed me into the school even if he kept shaking his head.
I told this story to one of our assistant principals as we had a quiet moment in the halls and while Rowen was off with Janelle (who was shadowing Connor's girlfriend rather than Connor at both of their requests--and to the confusion of some of my friends on staff). When she later saw Rowen, she asked him in mock sternness why he told me to park in the principal's spot. Rowen went into complete denial with his eyes wide and threw me under the bus without any hesitation.
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