I know, reread the title. For a teacher to write those words out loud it's pure blasphemy. But, I'll say it again: I could do without the first days of school.
I get it. The first days of school are important. They're necessary. They're formative. They're indicative of how the rest of the year will go and as teachers, we put everything we have into them.
But boy, they are tedious. And for a teacher to call something tedious, when we deal with daily tedium, is a big deal.
You see, you've got these precious babies. They're bright eyed and so excited to be in third grade. However, they know nothing about how your class runs. Therefore, the first days (weeks, really) you spend training them how things work around here.
We do not run in this classroom.
We sit on our bottom in this classroom.
We don't put scissors in our mouth in this classroom.
We walk down the stairs in this classroom.
We enter the room quietly in this classroom.
And on it goes.
I know it doesn't sound bad and really, it's not. But, teachers are human too and we can't help but think fondly of May, a mere two and a half months ago, when we had students in our room that knew exactly how the class worked. We see them walking down the hall, relearning how to do things in fourth grade and we think, "man, those were the days."
After coming home in a stupor the last two days, I've decided that while the first days of school are necessary, they are NOT my favorite.
But, I do love my kids this year and think they're pretty special. They are excited to learn (and excited to talk to each other) and I couldn't ask for anything more.
As Helga Hufflepuff said,
"I'll take them all and teach the lot."
Even if it means having to reteach how we behave in a line.