Ebjournal Revisited.

The Final Countdown

T-minus….

34 hours. This is until children walk in the door, the bright lights go, and I struggle mightily to remember my name. Showtime! I know I’ve been writing a lot lately about school, and that’s because, well, it’s all I’ve been doing. (We’ve had a lovely visit from V’s mother; more later.)

Today we kicked off the year as a whole district with a special presenter. Our guest speaker, Mawi, immigrated from Ethiopia when he was 7 years old, and grew up in District 200. He spoke about his struggles with acclimating to the first world. You can read more about his story here. I really appreciated him, because, as many of you know, I have two siblings who are from Ethiopia, and have had to go through a life change that I can’t even begin to imagine. So, I was happy to see the message, and a champion for ELL being brought into our district. (For what it’s worth, our district has 46 different languages being spoken!)

Anyway, this afternoon in the classroom, I discovered I am evolving into a real primary teacher. For the first time in six years, I made a door decoration for the beginning of the year. Please observe it below. What’s next? Cute baskets with stickers all over them? I shudder to think of what Hulk Hogan would say. He’d probably start by taking away my Man Card. And then he’d clothesline me.

Don’t know if I’ll get an update in the next 34 hours, so wish me luck. (At least do it mentally, you lazy bums.)

Please notice that I have blurred out the students names. I rock at Fireworks. (That should be followed by “Just Kidding.”)

‘Night.

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