I just discovered that this year's "new to me" teacher will be retiring. Glad she's doing what's best for herself--not everyone is in a position to be able to make a life changing decision like retirement. She's taught me how difficult it is for a teacher to switch grades. My friend, Shirley, made it appear effortless when she went from assisting in kindergarten to teaching third. But, looking back, she was always great at diving in and switching gears. I didn't realize what a gift and attribute her ability is until watching two teachers try.
How I wish the next school year would bring me a real, honest to goodness, kindergarten teacher! {clicks ruby slippers together} Not just for me (though I'll admit to loving the idea of that happening), but for the students to come. They deserve someone who understands many of them don't arrive knowing how to sit and listen, play with friends, write, read, cut, add or subtract. A loving and understanding atmosphere is essential, but not enough.
The other wee folk assistant in our school, had the good fortune to work with a teacher (Celeste Starr) six or so years ago. She still talks about how much she learned in their short time together. I know she's out there, with a desire to return to K. How great would it be to have a chance to work with her!
A girl can dream, can't she?
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