Hey guys!
I know it's been a few weeks since I posted last, and I really wanted to post about some things we have been up
to in the classroom, but I feel more compelled to share my story of what’s been
going on the last few weeks and why my blog has been so neglected. I hope you don’t mind that this will be
more of a personal post...
First thing, this year has been an emotional roller coaster
for me. Our team started the year with four teachers and even from the first
day we could see that we were going to have more kids enrolled this year than
ever before, and our classrooms were filling up. New kids kept arriving and new desks were brought in. The
way our classrooms are designed does not allow for many students, so the space
was tight. While we waited patiently for a new teacher to be hired to relieve
us from our large class sizes, our team was on stress overload.
Then the magical day came. We hired an amazing new teacher-
new to the profession and willing to take on the challenge that our students
present. But along with that, came the dreaded day that I had to tell five of
my students that I would no longer be their teacher and that they were being
moved to the new teacher’s class. Heart breaking.
After the new teacher was hired, he had a few days to
observe the kids, get his room together, and learn the ropes. He would start
with his new class the following Monday. I had until Friday to give the news to
the kids. They would be meeting with their new teacher then to see their new classroom, their new classmates, and get situated before the real switch came.
I put it off all week. I waited until literally the very
last second I had to tell them the news. I told myself that I wouldn’t cry. I
had gotten to know these sweet students and they were mine. I didn’t want
them to think they had done anything wrong or had been chosen for any specific
reason. I told myself that it would be better for them. I knew it would. I
wasn’t going to cry in front of them. The teacher can’t cry in front of her
students!
But the moment came. I pulled them to the back of the room
and sat them on the carpet and pulled them close. I smiled and said, “Ok guys,
I have some great news for you! As you know, we have a lot of children in our
classroom and we are running out of space. Well, we have hired a new teacher
and you guys are the lucky ones that will be in his class!” I forced a smile. I
tried to sound excited- I really did. But instead, I cried. As much as I fought the
tears and tried to hold them back, they came anyway. Then they cried. We
hugged and cried together. Then I pulled them closer and gave them a speech
about how even though they wouldn’t be sitting in my classroom every day, I
will always be one of their teachers and that they better come tell me good
morning every single day. I told them I would still be checking in on them. I smiled and told them how lucky they were to have a
new teacher and how much he already cared about them. We sat there together for
a few minutes with tear-soaked smiles. And then I sent them out the door.
I had to go to the restroom and pull myself together before
I could go on with the rest of the day.
You know, it amazes me how every year I become so attached
to my students so early on. Every child has a piece of my heart from the moment
they introduce themselves. Just having to send them one door away to a new
classroom was heart wrenching. I expected the process to be difficult, but it
has been more emotional than I had imagined.
That was two weeks ago. The dust has settled and the kids
are adjusting well. We are training our newbie like crazy and he’s doing a
great job. We couldn’t have asked for a better teammate. But I can’t say it’s
been easy.
Teaching is such a dynamic profession. No two days are ever
alike, and that’s what I love about it. This year I’m learning to “go with the
flow” more than I ever have before.
Some things have taken a back seat- my blog being one of them. But even
at the end of each day, I know I wouldn’t be happy doing any other job. And as
my favorite character says, “Just keep swimming!”
What a tough situation! I would have a hard time letting them go too. I'm sure I would have cried. I'm glad your new teammate is working out and I hope things settle down for you soon!
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The Craft of Teaching
This happened to me one year, I had to choose children for the new class. Very hard, but luckily, kids are resiliant and they bounce back. I am glad your new colleague is a good fit for your team.
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