I’m now into week nine of my fourteen week student-teaching experience. For the first seven weeks, I was in a fourth grade class and am now hanging out in a first grade class. I didn’t realize how much we were covering on a daily basis in fourth grade, but I’m loving the younger kids. I, obviously, can’t have the in depth conversations I could with the older ones, but they are all so sweet and aiming to please, that it consistently makes my day.
As much as I love them, today was exhausting. I spent the weekend at the beach with a group of my favorite people from undergrad. (It is so nice that one of them has a house a mile from the beach.) Two of my friends have birthdays around this time of year, so it was also a joint celebration for them. But between the sun and the sand and the celebration, I slipped into summer. Being jaunted back into a rainy, spring day this morning was a rude awakening. I was supposed to have a phone date with my cousin at 7:30, but ended up crashing for a nap before then…not making sure to set my alarm for the correct time before hand. But, having rescheduled that, life moves along.
Not much planned for the near future. I have a load of work to do to wrap up this grad program, so I think I’ll head to the library for a couple hours after school a few days this week. I also have bills to pay, emails to send, reports to write up…all the fun, typical aspects of life.