I have survived one "full" week of teaching. Three and a half days, but they were very full.
There were moments of confusion, exhaustion, and terror. As well as some of the more pleasant emotions. I locked myself out of my office...twice. I've learned a lot already. I think my students have learned something. I love the staff. I may even take up cooking again, just for the weekend.
2 comments:
Do you love the staff because they had a key to your music room?
I'm glad you survived! And I'm glad you got back into your locked office. Is it like Dordt doors that lock behind you even after you unlock them?
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