Becoming a Big Girl or living the Big Girl, Real World Life have been used an obscene amount lately in my vocabulary.
I began my first full-time job this week. I learned more about insurance than I care to know. All I was worried about was how much are brand, non-preferred prescriptions aka my birth control. I also was informed about $20 a paycheck will be removed to pay Union dues. Okay, thanks. Lastly, it really is true, you must take the initiative in life to actually grasp expectations. There is no more hand holding.
I love my job. I have now worked 1.5 days and know it is where my heart and soul belong. My Nalgene has had others’ lips on it, boogers are on my clothes, and I re-direct behavior quite a bit. Oh, and my ears were ringing on my drive home today. However, I got big hugs on my first day, they sometimes listen to me, and we are all learning.
I am anxious to dig into curriculum and social skills. I am anxious to learn more about the students so I can meet their needs. I am anxious to learn, be pulled, stretched, and challenged.
I decided today I will eat in the teacher’s lounge. I also decided today I will not partake in degrading students while I am in the lounge.
Our classroom has this anthem posted and it has become part of my teaching philosophy.
by Haim Ginott
I have come to a frightening conclusion.
I am the decisive element in the classroom.
It is my personal approach that creates the climate.
It is my daily mood that makes the weather.
As a teacher I possess tremendous power
to make a child’s life miserable or joyous.
I can be a tool of torture
or an instrument of inspiration.
I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal.
In all situations, it is my response
that decides whether a crisis will be escalated or de-escalated,
and a child humanized or de-humanized.
This gave me chills. I have a choice. I must choice to inspire and uplift my students.
Other news: We are officially leaving for Tanzania June 4th from Tulsa, OK! My last day of work is May 30th. Patrick will spend the month of May completing some writings and research on-campus, as well as packing and moving our crap to a storage unit. May 31st, we will have our clothes and pup and head back to the 918 for a few days.
Because of assuming (yes, thanks to Driver’s Ed, I know what assuming means), we are no longer able to make our way to OK for Spring Break. Pat’s SB is in March and mine is mid-April. Insert potty words here. We are bummed and upset, but then again welcome to the real world! So save your hugs for us in June!
What is one thing you have learned by becoming a big girl, or boy? Or what do you hope to learn?