Well, it is Spring Break and when it's over, so is my maternity leave. I will be back at work as a French Teacher. Well, that is what I am supposed to return to school as, however, it seems that in my absence, my job description has changed slightly. Oh, I still have FSL 4, 5, 6 and 8, but someone else is teaching FSL 7. I still have gr.8 Foods, but added to my plate are gr.8 PE and gr.6 PE. as well as 4 classes a week of....gr.3 music!! What????
I don't read a single musical note!!! I am the one who got kicked out of Adult guitar lessons!! I am NOT qualified to teach this at all!!! I have no doubts that I could fumble through the next three months, taking on more of an "appreciation for music," or a "great camp songs" theme, but it is expected that I actually teach these little 8 year olds to play the Recorder!!! Ahhhh!!
I have spent the last two days in the school (while everyone else is at home, or on holidays for the break) trying to make myself feel "ready" to take on the rest of the school year as a working mom. Part of my "preparing" has involved me dropping, Ryder, off at a Day Home from 8-3pm. I cannot describe how weird it feels to be "alone" for so many waking hours in a row. I feel an emptiness I cannot describe, but I know this is just the beginning of me learning to "let him go."
I have not had much time to mope around as I've been busy at the school, trying to teach myself to play the Recorder I found in the school's lost and found. Yep, I plucked it out of the sweaty gym clothes tucked in the lost and found box, brought it to my room (also the "Foods" room,) boiled the parts, in an attempt to sterilize the little kid germs off of it and have been sitting at my desk with the "Recorder Karate" teacher's book, squeaking out sounds. This is gonna be an adventure! I will keep you posted.
I have spent a lot of time walking the halls, between my classroom, the music room and the lost n' found. I realized, I may have actually missed this place... a little. I think I actually like it here, at school. It's a happy place with bright walls, inspiring words written on posters and my classroom actually feels strangely like "home" to me! I am surprised by this as after one whole year at my real home with the cutest kid attached to my hip 24/7, I thought there was no place else I'd rather be. I don't think there actually is, but since staying home is no longer an option for me, I have to admit, there are worse placed I could have to go....
True, I've only spent two days here and both of them were quiet days with NO STUDENTS! I will let you know if I still love school as much once I've spent two whole days with the kids!! LOL