My summer vacation is over. But, in a few days, I will celebrate the first day of school. It’s an exciting time for me. The beginning of the school year is filled with hope and possibility. I’m psyched and ready to put my all in this work that satisfies, that frustrates, that tires, opens doors, and means so much.
I imagine the children are also feeling somewhat giddy and anxious. I’ll bet some have already gone out with their parents to buy a new book bag, pencils, notebooks, and many other school supplies that are so fun to play with (before they’re actually used for schoolwork.) Some are probably thinking, “I wonder what the teacher is like? Will there be lots of homework? Will I have friends?”
I also know many of my new students are not looking forward to school with the same enthusiasm. These are the kids who are missing something – food, love, security, self-confidence, or the basic skills to be successful in school. For these children, school is a worrisome place. I hope to change this.
I welcome each and every one of these children to our class. I’ve prepared it with lots of care. The desks are all set up. On top of them, I’ve placed colored pencils, scissors, notebooks, rulers, the reading text, and many other supplies so that we can start working right away. We have everything in our school. We lack for nothing. I’ve even put curtains on the windows, plants on the sills, and cinnamon/apple Plug-Ins in some of the outlets to make us feel like home.
The door is open for learning.