I Survived. . .

Back To School Night!  I thought it went well.  Parents were very attentive.  I only had 45 minutes to get through my presentation.  Boy, 45 minutes goes by really fast.  I am going to have to streamline my presentation for next year.

I was able to share my expectations for their children while they are in my class.  At the end of the presentation, I stayed longer to talk to parents who had more questions.  I was disappointed to find out that no one had signed up to be my room parent.  I had a lot of volunteers for helping in the classroom or on field trips.  But, no room parent.  My room parent genrally plans the classroom celebrations (Halloween, Winter Holiday. Valentine’s Day, End of the Year).  The plans don’t have to be elaborate.  Simple is always better in my book.  Now, I don’t know what will happen if a parent doesn’t step up.

After BTSN, I went out with a few of my colleagues for a little libation and conversation.  It was good to debrief after a stressful evening.  But, now I am exhausted.  I am wishing it was Friday today.  I am looking forward to my 3-Day weekend.

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Back To School Night

Tonight was Back To School Night for my youngest daughter who is in middle school.  I get to take the teacher hat off and be a mom on this evening.  I was amazed by the energy and enthusiasm of my child’s teachers.  Every single one of them talked about how they wanted their students to succeed.  I feel like my daughter is very lucky to have such wonderful teachers for her first year in middle school.

My own Back To School Night is tomorrow night.  I hope to bring that same energy and enthusiasm to the parents of my classroom.  This is going to be an exciting year of learning, and I hope I can show that to parents.  I want to encourage my parents to let their child take more responsibility for their learning, and I want them to know that their children are capable of doing things independently.  I realize that it is hard to let go and trust that your child will figure things out.  But, they do.  I want my parents to understand that I have high expectations, and I believe all my students can reach them.

Tomorrow will be my twenty-sixth Back To School Night.  I can’t believe it.  You would think that after twenty-five years Back To School Night would be easy.  The truth is I still get nervous.  My heart beats fast.  My palms get clammy.  I break into a sweat.  I have to do a lot of self-talk before the event.  I know what I am doing, and I know what I am talking about.  Nevertheless, I will be happy when tomorrow night is finally over!