actually teaching...

so monday started my actual first day of teaching. its been ridiculously awesome so far. last time i talked about how i had gotten the short end of the stick on schools because we have further to go meaning less sleep and because i'm teaching social studies as opposed to my actual placement (high school math) BUT to make up for all of that, i got an amazing class. there are FOUR kids in my class, haha. only two were there today. it makes the dynamic a little different, but i have zero behavioral issues. it also means i get to work one on one with the kids constantly. as i said, i'm pretty lucky but it will make things much different when i get my class of 20 something kids in the fall. still haven't heard about placement yet, supposed to be finding out this week.

so sunday night i had fully convinced myself that i was going to be absolutely terrible at this. i felt totally unprepared to teach on the following day, and as i laid down i wondered the typical thoughts of "what i have i gotten myself into?" i had given up on re-writing my first day agenda for the 20th time around 1230 and just went to bed not feeling good about the day that was to come. because tfa is stocked full of the perpetual overachievers people had made posters, elaborate art projects, and laid out extensive behavioral and investment plans. as i went to bed with my white butcher paper containing my lousy two expecations and one semi-fancy poster containing the first line of the auburn creed, i knew i was doomed. i woke up around 2:00 and again every other minute (literally) after that and finally pulled myself out of bed to start the day at 5:30. in the end, it was fine. my first day wasn't perfect, but i'm pretty sure i wasn't alone in that. as i said, i lucked out beyond belief with the kids they put me with. they are awesome.

i feel like i must inclue in every post a summary of my sleeping schedule so that i can thoroughly prove to people that this thing is as intense as i said it was going to be. so i "caught up" on sleep from last week saturday night, getting a wonderful seven and a half hours. so sunday night, slept from about 12:30 to 2 and last night from 2 to 5:30. i'm shocked at how not tired i am right now. it actualy works out pretty well: i get a cup of coffee in the morning, start to get tired on the bus ride home in the afternoon, but go for a run to wake me up, and then hit up some coffee around 11. so life is good, thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. im loving every minute of it so far, but i am well aware the lows will hit equally as hard as the highs. i'll keep updating as much as possible. hope everyone is well.