I have a problem with living in the moment.
I have no problems planning or worrying about the future and I excel at rehashing the past, but enjoying the present, that’s a hard one.
This could explain why just one day after I finished packing up my school year, I am already preoccupied with planning my next school year assignment.
I should be celebrating or relaxing, but instead I am thinking, researching, planning.
Teaching fourth grade to my nine-year old son will occupy my Mondays through Thursdays. On Fridays, I will teach first grade in a classroom at the school that I have spent 20+ years.
I’m thinking it’s the best of both worlds. I hope it meets my expectations.
Today, I was knee-deep in the Lewis and Clark Expedition and Washington State history. I am thinking of all the places we can visit to bring our Native American unit to life.
I guess you just can’t pull the teacher out of this teacher mama.
In my mind, we will work third grade science and math through July and then take a short break before starting fourth grade in the last weeks of August.
This August, there will be no worries about school supplies, adjusting back to a school schedule, or driving around looking for a comfortable back pack.
Best of all, no worries about the fourth grade teacher understanding his sensory issues, social challenges, and his giftedness.
We already know that she loves him!