all that & a cup of tea

Beaver. Tea Enthusiast. Teacher.

My “First Day” Didn’t Feel Like One…

It’s over, kids left at 3:05. As an ESL teacher, I don’t have a class of my own, so today was a modge-podge of activities for me. I assisted with the Spanish kindergarten assessments, so I did get to meet some of those kiddos, and I walked around in 2 out of 3 of the First Grade rooms. It was awesome to get to see the kids, and introduce myself a little, but I’m not quite Miss Nickell yet. My REAL first day is going to be next week, when I get to start doing pull outs for first grade and having my Kinder ESL groups. This first week I think I’m still going to feel like a student teacher. Doing favors for whoever needs me and fitting my own work in when there’s nothing else to do…and feeling like I’m floating by not really knowing what I’m doing yet. That is one of the WORST feelings for a teacher.

But…I made it through.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE GENEROUS CARE PACKAGE! I am IN LOVE with those stamps! I can't wait to start using them! This will make the beginning of the school year start off right for sure!

Of course! I’m so relieved it got to you alright :) Happy back to school!!

peachy-strawberry:

trillgamesh:

it’s like you’re my mirror

this concerns me

I am LOVING this

(Source: timberfakes)

Thank goodness

For the friends and family that are continually telling me “you’re going to rock it.” The first day of school is tomorrow, where I’ll have to do incoming Kindergarten Assessments all in Spanish. I’m just feeling like the first day is sink or swim. I think there will be tears tomorrow, but I know it won’t be the end and it won’t defeat me. I can always go up, get better. I’m just a planner, and so it bugs the crap out of me that I don’t have everything 100% figured out when I feel like tomorrow starts the rest of my (professional) life. GAH.

this looks like heaven :)

(Source: wide-eyeddreamer)

When tomorrow is the first day of school

teachinginreallife:

teachinginreallife:

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Reblog from last year’s night before the storm

Good luck tomorrow, everyone!

New teachers are eager and passionate. They are also extremely scared and delicate. They need someone that they can trust. They need someone that they can celebrate with and also someone who will let them express their fears and concerns.

thefingerfuckingfemalefury:

gillpickle:

my babies are big, strong

THEIR FEATHERS STILL HAVE NOT COME IN YET BUT THAT IS OKAY

I STILL LOVE YOU

MY WEIRD FEATHERLESS CHICKEN BABIES

(Source: worldofthecutestcuties)

This whole life transition has been a little bit harder than I thought it would. Not because of the actual challenges, but because more and more I’m wishing my dad was here. I wish he was in the group message with pictures of my classroom. That he was here to help me move into my apartment. That he could celebrate with my mom and I when I tell her the comments my coworkers made about my interview. I know he would be proud, but it still hurts. I am very thankful for my support system here, keeping me present and grounded and moving forward. I’d like to think that I’m shining more than I’m wallowing in the storm.

(Source: becausewecandothistogether)

veganvibez:

"friend. i hug you"
"uh. what the fuck is this guy doin."

(Source: ehehemilayy)