I'm a mother and a teacher. I'm passionate about educating in an artistic way and I feel most alive when I see that spark of understanding light up in a child's eyes.
I started teaching a dynamic and enthusiastic group of students when they were in fifth grade. As a brand new teacher I found the students fun and inspiring and they pushed me to learn in ways I had never experienced. Now we're in our third year together, seventh grade, and I am struck by what a unique experience I am having as I watch this group of students mature through their pre-adolescent years. Being their teacher I have learned so much and my experiences with them have shed light on my own middle school years. As I watch them obsess over minor flaws in their complexions, begin to "like" each other, and struggle through learning how to relate to each other I am reminded of the pain and challenge that I experienced when I was their age. Of course, when watching them I also remember the giddy school-girl crushes I felt, the thrill of being recognized by my peers for accomplishments, and the innocent pleasure of hanging out with friends and listening to music. The difference for my students, though, is that they are going through all of these changes with a group of 20 friends -- most of whom have been in the same class since kindergarten.
I started this blog to chronicle unique experiences, theirs and mine.