Do you realise how hard your mouth works while you are teaching, especially on the first day?! I never quite realised the enormity of it until today when I went in still slightly sore, swollen and sporting some interesting coloured bruising from having my wisdom teeth out exactly a week ago today. I really didn’t feel it was fair to send a relief in on the first day of school so I went in. We did have a contingency plan and a relief on standby just in case I needed the afternoon off. By morning tea time I was certainly feeling how much my mouth was being worked; (thank goodness for paracetamol!) smiles for everyone on the way in, reiterating rules, explaining procedures, giving instructions, singing, reciting prayers, asking questions to find out more about the children and more.
The first day was just like any first day. Some tears here and there. Some quiet little sobs and some not quite so quiet. It only took about half an hour for everyone to settle down though. I think that was aided by the crazy lady who had a funny looking smile and was singing about washing her face in orange juice and brushing her teeth with bubblegum (Peter Combe: Mr Clicketty Cane). We had the same few we have every year who are so enthusiastic about playing with the blocks or painting or dressing up that they would rather do that than sit on the mat for our mat session so we encouraged them to join us. Some chose to while others didn’t until later in the day. We had highs and lows just like any first day. We learnt new skills like using tongs to pick up fruit, rolling and squishing playdough, sharing and co-operation, placing small pegs into holes, how to save a Hexbug when he gets stuck in a tunnel or on his back and many more.
This young lady was so pleased with the green dinosaur she made. Look at the beaming smile!
It was an exhausting day (and a little painful on the mouth) but I can already see the potential this class has and I am looking forward to watching them grow and learn as we journey together this year.
PS: Did you notice that my table covers have changed from jellybeans to pencils? The poor jellybeans are looking a little sad and sorry after the two year’s of abuse we have inflicted upon them so they’ve been put out to pasture. 😉