tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post4100607531146886196..comments2024-03-26T09:20:29.620-06:00Comments on TeacherDance: #SOL17 - 23/31 The Me I Used To BeLinda Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-42611021597806606572017-03-24T20:57:34.694-06:002017-03-24T20:57:34.694-06:00I think so, too, Loralee. This was a special group...I think so, too, Loralee. This was a special group. Thank you!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-70097183550626798052017-03-24T20:56:06.010-06:002017-03-24T20:56:06.010-06:00The photo of you and your class is so precious.
Wh...The photo of you and your class is so precious.<br />What was going on in your room was love.Loraleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10196420351567403826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-66489936084223825472017-03-24T07:41:57.265-06:002017-03-24T07:41:57.265-06:00Thanks, Alice. I imagine you helped by doing just ...Thanks, Alice. I imagine you helped by doing just what you described. It's hard on the young ones when they're upset and don't have their parents to cuddle them!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-25903962017402505062017-03-23T21:40:12.698-06:002017-03-23T21:40:12.698-06:00In my first class, it was "just me," too...In my first class, it was "just me," too. Last year I was in a first grade class doing observations when there was a major disruption. In the midst of it, a little girl came over to me and climbed into my lap with tears running down her cheeks. She didn't say a thing and I let her sit there as I was not able to help in any other way. Made my heart hurt for her! Your class was special because you are special!Alice Ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05302512837699702430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-37226821252932156302017-03-23T20:35:40.211-06:002017-03-23T20:35:40.211-06:00Thanks, everyone. It was such a full day that I co...Thanks, everyone. It was such a full day that I couldn't reply to each today. As for Wendy's comment (1st), yes, I had all the freedom I wanted in those days, but that also means I had no support. It may still happen, but this was the class that sadly the other teachers filled with kids no one wanted to deal with, hence the name "transition". I've described a few challenges only, but there were others. Yet, as someone was surprised I remembered so much, this is the class I most remember. When they shone, they really, really shone! Our celebrations were many and hard won. It was a truly special class. And yes, I'm glad that eventually I could stop wearing dresses and nylons, still crawling about the room like primary teachers do. Crazy!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-58625709760698343132017-03-23T20:20:07.780-06:002017-03-23T20:20:07.780-06:00What sweet little cuties! I was an aide in a first...What sweet little cuties! I was an aide in a first classroom for several years before I became a teacher. That is the grade I thought I wanted to teach. But now that I teach middle schoolers, I don't think I could go back down. What a beautiful memory for you!Leigh Anne Eckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03558611848583070310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-67028507018869266882017-03-23T19:58:52.710-06:002017-03-23T19:58:52.710-06:00Oh, I love this! I was intrigued by your title, a...Oh, I love this! I was intrigued by your title, and when I saw the picture, I just smiled. You treated each child and their needs with such tenderness and heart - no wonder they thrived and learned. I may have to borrow/steal your title and try this kind of slice.Holly Muellerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00476411667354933648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-21098704945140283202017-03-23T19:51:10.227-06:002017-03-23T19:51:10.227-06:00How lucky those children were to spend a magical y...How lucky those children were to spend a magical year with you, Linda! Your memories make me wish I had my own classroom again. Thank you for sharing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-51243274605689707202017-03-23T19:06:26.156-06:002017-03-23T19:06:26.156-06:00Love this glimpse into your early teaching life. ...Love this glimpse into your early teaching life. You knew what your students needed and gave it to them enabling them to learn and the entire class to move forward,arjehahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17793113101077660894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-49796624373945290842017-03-23T17:55:46.561-06:002017-03-23T17:55:46.561-06:00Wow. Amazing that your memories are so strong and ...Wow. Amazing that your memories are so strong and specific. How these children needed you and how you were absolutely what they needed you to be! You were certainly their teacher! Carrie Gelsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08416480940951200461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-14626384837555640542017-03-23T17:04:08.012-06:002017-03-23T17:04:08.012-06:00If we only knew then what we know now, right? It w...If we only knew then what we know now, right? It was a challenging class, but you met them where they were. Love the picture!elsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16706233557206210670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-1872408649482267752017-03-23T16:41:20.980-06:002017-03-23T16:41:20.980-06:00What a beautiful flashback to share with us! What ...What a beautiful flashback to share with us! What an adorable picture! I think some of my clearest memories about teaching come from that first, fateful year. Perhaps it is indelible? We simply don't know what we are doing! (To some extent.) Fabulous!Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08404917167112072640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-2774715808244980672017-03-23T13:26:07.552-06:002017-03-23T13:26:07.552-06:00I'm always happy to see your Thursday posts. ...I'm always happy to see your Thursday posts. Love this pic of you (how could have already been teaching six years? You look so young!) and your first graders. And of course, the stories that you recall from that year. I love the dresses on the little girls, but also remember how cold it was when we had to wear dresses to school. Glad that has changed! Keep the stories coming.Ramonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15929914252480696798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-50397550507870785022017-03-23T08:28:57.065-06:002017-03-23T08:28:57.065-06:00I love the "Me I Used to Be" idea. So fu...I love the "Me I Used to Be" idea. So fun to see who you wereDeb Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00861392500601183208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-1515451131372004202017-03-23T07:57:58.402-06:002017-03-23T07:57:58.402-06:00What a caring person you are! Those children were ...What a caring person you are! Those children were so lucky to have you in their lives. And thanks for the idea of "the me I used to be." I may just have to borrow that bit of inspiration!Rose Cappellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02021921189042554147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-36090612981443408522017-03-23T06:51:24.885-06:002017-03-23T06:51:24.885-06:00I love this. What a gift you gave these children.I love this. What a gift you gave these children.Katherine Sokolowskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01613122879321312187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-34258592393200927992017-03-23T05:01:31.710-06:002017-03-23T05:01:31.710-06:00The image of the child waiting for you to return a...The image of the child waiting for you to return and sitting in a little desk beside yours is so telling. I have contended often that teaching is largely about love. This is what the pundits and for profit companies don't understand. We do this because of love.Mary Ann Reillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14349201167828984708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-55157105349328725672017-03-23T04:03:52.167-06:002017-03-23T04:03:52.167-06:00I look forward to these Thursday trips down your m...I look forward to these Thursday trips down your memory lane. I hope you will continue this on Thursdays after the challenge. Terjehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15343845162490388219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-7535862668361020942017-03-23T03:58:49.687-06:002017-03-23T03:58:49.687-06:00Oh those faces!!! I love how many stories you reca...Oh those faces!!! I love how many stories you recall from this group. Thank you for sharing these precious stories and students with us. Michelle Haseltinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00616389589179983330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-10907603131473761952017-03-23T03:22:03.682-06:002017-03-23T03:22:03.682-06:00The image is very intriguing, but your insights ar...The image is very intriguing, but your insights are magical. This is the beauty of writing -- the remembering in the reflection that grounds who we are today.<br />KevinDogtraxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16079631702744063837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-75379958400954404782017-03-23T03:11:40.903-06:002017-03-23T03:11:40.903-06:00This is such a sweet post. LOVE the short dresses...This is such a sweet post. LOVE the short dresses and "old school" feel of that picture. I too started in first grade and I too remember "pre 1st or transition classes." Thanks for the trip back in time.drferreriblogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08800953133789773280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-4544515989535528362017-03-22T23:49:21.442-06:002017-03-22T23:49:21.442-06:00This is a great memory! THank you for sharing it a...This is a great memory! THank you for sharing it and adding in the picture. that really brings even more life to the post. Teach.Workout.Lovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06093196435468090916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-60265163615406667042017-03-22T23:05:39.149-06:002017-03-22T23:05:39.149-06:00Linda, I love this insight into the me you used to...Linda, I love this insight into the me you used to be. What great fun sharing with us your early days as a teacher. Your kindness shines in this short piece and I see where your flowers in your home tradition came from. I was also delighted with your path to reading activity that really engaged your little ones. Have a wonderful week. Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319624163132382197.post-8173827131024073382017-03-22T22:58:59.150-06:002017-03-22T22:58:59.150-06:00This is beautiful. I am so glad those children had...This is beautiful. I am so glad those children had someone kind and willing to think creatively about how to reach them. I'm only a few years younger than those little ones, and remember my kindergarten and first grade teachers with such fondness. Your resources and training must have been so different than what we have now, but I also wonder if you had more freedom or independence to "rule your kingdom" as you saw fit?Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06296827820807569574noreply@blogger.com