Summer officially ended last week and so too did my hiatus from writing. It’s always tough for me to get back into the groove of writing, but confessions basically write themselves. So here are 3 confessions from my first week of school:
16. I fell asleep in my classroom.
This was entirely intentional and I feel no shame because that first week back is straight up exhausting. During my prep period, I turned off the lights, curled up in my papasan chair, set my alarm for 5 minutes before the bell rang, and knocked out. Hopefully no one came looking for me. I was well-rested for 6th period and the kids were none the wiser. (Unless they noticed my bed-head).
I know I am not alone in my first week exhaustion. After months of sleeping in and peeing whenever our bladders’ desire, getting back “on-stage” all day is always a rough transition. During break on the first day, the Bible teacher was sprawled out on the couch in the teacher’s lounge. And the kids think THEY have a hard time coming back to school…
17. I was late on the second day of school.
We have a new principal and my goal has been to make him think I am one of those “punctual” kinds of people who is responsible and professional and never falls asleep in staff meetings. I’ve shown up on time to all our meetings and he hasn’t noticed my coworkers winking at me and congratulating me for being a real-life adult. But alas, day two and I made it to campus 20 minutes late, just as the bell was about to ring.
In my defense, I would have been on time if my car had started, but a dead battery left me scrambling. Ironically, this dead battery was an answer to prayer. I was bone tired and had prayed that God would give me energy for the day. Nothing wakes you up quite like the thought that you won’t be able to get to work. So, thanks for that, God. I may have been 20 minutes late but I was WIDE awake.
We were granted huge chunks of time to work in our classrooms before the first day of school, and I should have spent that time preparing lessons. Instead, I killed spiders, arranged a gazillion nic nacs on my desk:
and made my annual “ugly faces from last year” poster. I now have an entire wall covered in ugly faces. It. Is. Awesome. And super distracting for the ADD kids, but whatevs.
I tell my students that I keep all these old posters so they can laugh at their older siblings, so I can remember my past students, and just in case someone becomes wildly famous, I will have an incriminating photo to share with US Weekly. Cha ching!
Now it’s your turn: Have you taken naps in unconventional places? Have you been late to places you really shouldn’t be late to? If you’re a teacher, did you struggle like me during your first week back? I’d love to hear any and all of your me-too confessions!