Well, what a day. Last day preparations and another schedule change (3rd one) and open house for students and parents. Whew!
There was so much to do, and really not enough time, definitely not enough energy, to do it all. So, the first day will happen, and it won't be chaos, but it will be different than the schedule we made up.
There are so many details that teachers have to think about--organizational details. You don't even think much about the curriculum and lesson plans for the first few days, because your primary goal is to get the routines in place. Plus, my team has a couple start of year activities that they do every year, so they don't have to think about things as much. The activities are valuable, they are just very similar every year and all my team needs to know what the lesson is is a two or three-sentence description and poof, it's there, they know the materials they need, and done.
I met some parents and students tonight. It was kind of weird, because I didn't really know if I should go up and introduce myself to the parents or not, I kinda just hung out and observed, I clarified some things that people seemed confused on, but I didn't go up to parents actively. Is that my role? My master teacher stressed this word for my activities during September experience: observe, observe, observe. I was not sure if that applied tonight or not, probably, but not too sure.
I did get assigned by the principal and a Title I teacher to direct students to their teachers' classrooms, though. During the BBQ part of the Open House BBQ, I was stationed at a table with school maps and class lists for all the grades, and parents and students came up to me to find out who their child's teacher was and where their classroom was. Which is fine, but I don't know the geography of the school yet, so I had to just search for the teacher names and use the map to direct parents and kids. Also, I don't know how to pronounce everyone's name and I don't know who is a Mr. or Mrs. or Ms. yet, either. Good thing there was a staff member posted nearby to help me with that part. It was fine.
One challenge was that many of the students are ELL or their parents' native language is not English, so I didn't always know who to address my questions and explanations to: the parents or the kids. Because you don't want to disrespect the parents, but you want the message to get communicated, so sometimes it's better to address the kid who does speak English pretty well rather than the parent. Oh, one more difficulty with being stationed at a help table is that if you're there, parents ask you questions, questions I don't know the answer to, like these three:
1. Can I get a class list of my kid's classmates? I want to know who else is in his/her class. (I said no, I cannot give you one, I am not authorized to do so. Talk to the classroom teacher, maybe you can get it there. I later found out that there is no handing out of class lists to parents because it just causes huffs and puffs that really don't need to happen)
2. How/where do we sign up for school lunches? (I answered talk to the people in the office. The right answer, I later found out)
3. Is there any way we can switch classes around, because these two boys are really good friends and might raise cain in the classroom if they are in the same class? (No idea how to answer that one. I said you can discuss it with your children's teacher.)
4. If my kid is walking for the first two weeks because he is doing crossing guard duty, what do I need to do? (No idea about the whole transportation management system. I referred to my master teacher.)
Anyways, it was a busy busy day with lots of panic and nervous energy starting at about 2:30 since the BBQ started at 4:45. Time for day 1 with kids. We shall see how it goes.
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