I am officially Miss Wallace!

So I got on the train this morning, and I was watching all the kids and wondering if any of them went to my school.  But then I thought, well, just because you're going one place doesn't mean everyone else is too.  Then a girl in front of me turned around and asked me for the time, so I told her.  Then she started talking to someone else about my school, and I chuckled to myself.  I had just met my first student, and she didn't even know it.  Oh well!

The day was good.  The students are wonderful.  I'm not sure what I expected, but I guess I expected them to be wild and crazy and out of control.  I guess that's my own bias coming into play, but I was pleased to find that the students are high school-like.  I'm not sure how else to explain it.  They're really just smaller people with a little too much energy.  I'm really excited to get to know them all better, and I'm excited to see how the first day of academic classes goes tomorrow.  

I also was really inspired listening to the dance students talk about the summer dance programs they went to.  (My mentor teacher advises a group of dance students, so I follow along.)  It made me really want to get more involved in dancing again.  I need a group, and I need to be proud of the art I'm doing.  Right now I just feel lazy and well, uninspired.  But maybe these kids will whip me into shape.

We also had a little pep rally in the park, and they introduced all the faculty and staff.  It was easy to tell who were the most loved teachers, and maybe one day I'll be one of those too.  We also had back-to-school night, and we met some of the parents.  I felt clueless (again), because I barely know the students in the first place.  Anyhow, it was a super long day, and I'd like to be as rested as possible for tomorrow.  So I'm going to sleep and dream about compound interest and also basic integers and their operations for the other math class we have tomorrow.