Short Timer

Well, my friends, just 13 days left in my student teaching adventure. It did go quickly. I really loved every minute but I couldn't go through it again, at least not while working another job on the weekend. I'm a few finger steps from totally burning out. So as December 5th, my last day, approaches, I feel relief.

I think my biggest triumph is that I've learned so much about each and every kid in my fourth grade class. And I do feel like it's MY class. I can say with confidence that no kid blended into the woodwork, no kid got lost in the shuffle of my inexperience and I really can't think of one kid that didn't get to express themselves in a fun and creative way.

This was always my goal when I first started along this path to becoming a teacher. I wanted to connect with every kid and make all feel a part of the classroom in a way that I seldom did as a student. In the past three months I tried my best to do that and feel so good about the results. I'll always remember their names and faces. And just as we did on a Halloween afternoon around a track full of camera-toting parents; we'll walk together, no child left behind.