"Your teaching assignment for next year is 4th grade at Martin."
Those words have echoed in my brain since April 19th. My jaw literally dropped that day when my principal shared the news with me. Due to lower enrollment at our building, three sections of first grade were being cut. My principal explained that I was "chosen" to make the move because I am a strong teacher with experience in using the Daily 5 and technology, both of which are being used at my new building..
I'm not going to lie. I cried. A lot. I spent a weekend feeling like it was time to update my resume and move on. I got angry. I was bitter. I just couldn't understand why. Why didn't he move her? She causes all of the drama. Why didn't he move that one? She is on her phone all day long. Why not her? I've been here way longer than her.
And then I stopped.
I had no choice in the matter. Strike that. I do have a choice. I can choose how I react to this unexpected change. And I CHOOSE to step up and rock this!
In retrospect, I am feeling like this is a blessing in disguise. I'm already finding that my new teammates are challenging my thinking and pushing me to grow. While I enjoyed my first grade teammates, we were at very different places in our educational philosophy and practices. Maybe I do belong in this new place after all.
I have a lot to learn. 1:1 Kuno tablets. New technology. New curriculum. New team. New possibilities for books to read.
And I know I'll fail. That's ok. I expect to make mistakes alongside my 4th grade learners. I expect them to make mistakes, too.
Like my new learning space, my teaching is still under construction... as it should be.