First Day of School

It may be my third year of teaching but I still didn't sleep last night. Or Saturday night. I always freak myself out thinking things are going to be horrible. I mean, who in their right mind gave me 29 kids to watch over? Who decided I could handle this? And what was I thinking? 

Well, turns out, I made it through the first day. No one cried (including me), no one freaked out (including me), and only one kid got lost (found her). I have great kids. They were so quiet! I always forget how well behaved they are the first day. Only 27 showed up so the room isn't quite as full as it might have been. Plus, they laugh at my jokes! I know, amazing. Nine year olds are great for the self-esteem. My feet are killing me, my throat is sore, and I'm happy. Yea, me!