Hello again. You seem to come around quite quickly these days. I always find myself thinking, "Oh right! It's Friday! I teach grade 1 on Fridays. I'm back in the classroom and I need to remember how I do that."
You are different to the other days of the week. Mondays and Wednesdays are a blur of drop-offs and pick-ups, of helping out in the preschool classroom, and catching up on housework and errands that need to be run. Tuesdays and Thursdays are spent in the library, with the books and the moments of peace and quiet in between the noise and excitement of the classes coming and going. Every day I spend time with my busy little boys, and it's always wonderful, but it can be a challenge too. I am always striving to be the best mum I can be. Even after a long day in the library...
But Friday. Oh Friday! You're different, you're the most challenging day of the week. I used to be the teacher with the boundless energy and enthusiasm, the one who would stay up all night planning lessons and go into school on the weekend to decorate my bulletin boards. But I haven't been a classroom teacher since my boys were born, not all day anyway. Now I've got a million other commitments and responsibilities, and I'm trying to find the balance. I'm getting used to teaching primary kids again. Slowly, surely... And it's getting a bit easier as the weeks go by. It's hard work keeping 23 energetic children engaged and motivated and learning stuff all day long! But I'm remembering how to do it, and I hope I'm getting a bit better at it with each week that goes by. I know I've got more energy to give to my own kids at the end of the day on Fridays now, and I'm grateful for that. I've never needed to sit down and have a cup of tea at the end of the day so badly as I do on Fridays though! Good thing my boys are happy to sit down on my lap and have a cuddle for a bit, before they get back to more boisterous things! Thank goodness for the weekend, too, and for another 6 days to recover before I head back up those stairs and down the hall to my classroom again! I need every single second.
So yeah, I guess what I'm saying is that it's good to see you, Friday. But please, let's not have anyone cutting their hair with the teacher's scissors while my back is turned, okay? Thanks.
Guess I'd better go wash the drywall dust out of my hair and put on my teacher clothes! I'll see you in a bit.
PS: Hope you like the flowers.