Tuesday, August 9, 2011

One door closing...

Friday, I began my goodbyes. Parents are making sure I have another week left before they start their tearfest, and several of my 4-year-old-loves are leaving for vacation this whole week- and I will not see them again. One of my beloveds brought me flowers and a card (with money for a nice dinner this weekend, they specified) and read his card to me. His latest obsession post-angry bird phase is Mario Brothers, he told me I'm his Princess if he's Mario. Yeah, I almost cried.

Now that I'm two days into my last five, I'm finding it harder to believe but a little easier to do. We have low numbers this week, since so many are on vacation. This gives the teachers the opportunity to get a head start on preparing for the new school year. Cubby tags are being laminated, bulletin board boarders are being colored, birthday boards created and primary groups listed. However, I am helpless to just stand by as they prepare. I still do not know what my schedule will be next week, and I have not been assigned a room. Therefore, I have nothing to get started on and feel a little behind or left out- lonely, really. I help where I can, but it has nothing at all to do with me.

What to do with myself...? I've taken to interrupting students' play, playing tricks, and all-around just goofing off. In the midst of this, I realize how busy the Pre-K room is and how much more confident I feel in my interactions with the children in the Three's room. I wonder if it's too late to request a specific room?

I have been aiding the school year prep by offering the large amount of papers and information I have saved the last two years. I have the pack rat habit of saving almost all my references- such as old projects the kids and I have enjoyed, old lesson plans, daily schedules etc. So I reference these for my two co teachers' use this school year, pulling together what they may need to successfully pull off their hopes for the year. Stay tuned for some of my favorites! :)

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