This year I am teaching 2nd and 3rd grade as I have done for the past few years.
To say that this class is a challenging bunch is an understatement.
It seems like there isn't enough of me to go around.
When the opportunity arose for me to have a student intern,
I jumped at the chance.
It didn't hurt that I've known said intern since the fifth grade.
This is Mrs. Fast on her first day with the kids.
(She's more proper than I am.)
We had spent the entire day on Sunday planning.
Then I recommended that she not touch anything school
related until Wednesday morning when she began.
Believe it or not, she actually listened to me.
I assured her that she would start out nervous,
but after the first hour she would feel much more at ease.
I threw her right to the wolves.
She was reading to the kids the first day.
Today when I had a student experiencing a melt-down
and I needed to work with him, she got right into the thick of things.
She has taken two reading groups on and is doing guided reading.
The kids just love her.
I expected her to be dead tired the first night.
I went home, made supper, had a glass of wine and crashed.
She stayed up past 10.
I hear there is news on the television at that time!
And yet she looked like this on Friday ....