[Editor’s note: miss brave is the pseudonym for a public school teacher in Queens going into her third year. She blogs at miss brave teaches nyc, where this post originally appeared.]
It always takes me about a month to adjust to the rhythm of the summer. For the first two weeks in July, I dream about school: it’s not over yet, it’s just begun, I’m getting excessed, I’m being moved to high school, you get the picture. And just when I’m settling into vacation, blam! August hits like a ton of bricks and I start having those back to school dreams. A few days ago I had the one where it’s the first day of school and my classroom is completely unfinished, and also it’s like the middle of first period and I have yet to pick up my class.
So I took that as a sign I should get my butt over to the school supply store. (Actually, if you really want to know, it went down like this: July 30 — I get an email from the UFT about our Teacher’s Choice allocation money for the coming school year. As always, we can start purchasing school supplies on August 1. Which I don’t, because I spent August 1 at the beach and a baseball game, because I have all the time in the world to purchase school supplies! August 2 — I have my bad dream about the unfinished classroom. August 3 — helloooooooooo, school supplies, I’ve been expecting you.)
Then I spent the whole afternoon Velcro-ing little stars and hand cutouts with my students’ names on them to Popsicle sticks. “Helping Hands,” get it? “Star Readers,” get it, get it?! I am 98% sure that, come September, I will regret having put names on all that stuff, as I am 98% sure that, come September, my roster will change, but it probably won’t change as drastically as it would if I had an ESL class, and I have extras. Also, those nameplates from Target? Cost one dollar, people, get ‘em while they’re hot (and boo-yah, Carson-Dellosa).
Then I spent far too much time printing and laminating times and subjects to use on my Flow of the Day. Flow of the Day, by the way, is a fancy way of saying “class schedule,” and when I Googled the term out of idle curiosity about whether any other school systems refer to it this way, the #3 link was a Yahoo! Answers inquiry about, ahem, that other flow of certain days…of the month…right, that one. At any rate, my flow of the day (no, not that one) will look all fancy-schmancy, which I’m sure will be a comfort to me when it’s the second week of school and all the cute little stars and hands have fallen off their Popsicle sticks.
Meanwhile, those five minutes in July I spent browsing the Everyday Math curriculum? Hmm, probably not going to cut it! But that’s OK, because I have the whole rest of August to get Miss Brave back together, right?
…right?
Wait, why are you making that blam noise?
