Yesterday, I sat down at my desk at the back of the classroom expecting a typical Monday morning. Instead, someone came and abducted the teacher for a “meeting.” Which left the teacher giving me instructions on what to do as she exited the classroom. I was in control of 21 third graders for over an hour. Okay, that is an exaggeration. They were in control of me most some of the time too. I don’t think a third of the class all of a sudden need to use the restroom at the same time. They were pretty convincing little actors–doing the pee pee dance and everything.

But, I think I’ve recovered.

Today, I happily sat at my desk in the back of the room grading papers, hanging work up, making copies, creating a door decoration for fall, and sipping a Pumpkin Spiced Latte–my teacher knew I needed an extra special treat after what happened yesterday.

Actually, I think the “fear” of teaching was worse than teaching. In fact sometimes it was downright fun. But I was terrified to try it on my own. Makes me grateful for my stubborn personality that I “Just Did It.” Maybe next time I can be in charge of a lesson and know about it in advance.

Peace,

Katy