Wonderful

Today was completely wonderful. It was what I needed on the first day back. I was expecting crazy! I was expecting stressful. I got sweet, respectful and ready to learn. Towards the end of the day I was so proud of one of my students I actually cried a little. If I am too happy I cry and if I am too sad I cry......its awesome.

The first day back to school after a long break is usually rough. Kids have been chillin with their friends and like staying up late and eating straight up sugar in the form of canes and then they come back to school and its like a little Christmas break rehab for a week. They freak out. A SCHEDULE?!?!?!?! RULES?! No. They do not take it well. Also cabin fever. Its real. Its ugly. We are in for a long winter of no recess and I don't know who will survive. Whoops.....sorry for that tangent. Anyways. The first day back is usually dark, but mine wasn't.

It started like this:

I was out in the hall (actually excited to see my kids) and they walk in, not run, and I welcome their cute little faces in. They sit and eat breakfast and work on their morning work and things are good. Then I see the brother of one of my roughest and most special kids. I say "Oh hey *student* where is *brother student*" little man says "oh he's coming" I wait a few minutes expecting to see him BUST up the stairs and down our hallway. What do I get instead? A perfect angel walking down the hall he says "Hey Miss Philips! I missed you!" and then gives me a big hug. Cue heart overflowing with love.

Side note: I did only have 13 kids show up to school today, this could have been a big factor in my great day. However, I don't care. It was still great.

Then we read a story and I asked deep thinking questions and the kids answered them well and had other questions and it was awesome.

One of my fellow 1st grade teachers had to save something from a urinal (its not as uncommon as you would think) and we prayed to Jesus to save her from pee germs and it made me laugh really hard. And I was thankful again for the people I work with. They are friends who are also coworkers.  

Then the kids went to their arts classes and were also AMAZING! Which does not happen regularly. I give MAJOR props to arts teachers. I cannot imagine how hard it is to have like 400 students.....couldn't do it.

Then lunch arrived and one of my other rough little babes was a SUPER STAR STUDENT. Like. I can't even. I don't think I can even tell these kids sometimes how proud I am of them. The only way I know how is to squeeze the life out of them and force them to hug me back and do little happy dances and giggle because I am so happy. Happy beyond words.

Then it was math time (poke me in the freaking eyes) (If Miss Philips has 2 eyes and she pokes both of them out how many eyes does she have left? Write a number bond showing your answer. And draw a picture. And a number sentence.) BUT SHOCK OF MY LIFE MATH WENT WELL! The kids got it. They smiled. We got silly and they were able to bring it back. And then we took a little quiz thing and almost all of them got a 100!!!!! Holy wonderful.

And then we did math centers and some of my kids were in a little argument (typical) and my special friend, lets call him Sea Biscuit because he loves horses, like LOVES THEM. Anyways, Sea Biscuit (I hope you guys think his nick name is as funny as I do....) he is next to the group that is in a tiff. He leans over and goes "Yall, yall, listen to me, yall. If you turn over a shark you put all your pieces back. Then its the next persons turn. You will get another turn its not that big of a deal. Keep playing, go on" Thats when I cried....he was like a little tiny adult. I say things that like ALL THE TIME. He listens.

I realize that my day wasn't the norm probably, do I hope it is? ABSOLUTELY. But I left work in the best freaking mood. And I am still in that mood. I never want to lose it.

Sorry for the longest blog ever......

Actually I'm not. You don't have to read it. You chose to.

Btw thanks for reading my blog (I hate the word blog) I appreciate you.