I heard it twice today:
“If I wasn’t a teacher I don’t know how I’d justify my obsession with school supplies.”
“I love office supplies. The pens. The paper. The crisp white paper.”
Yes. Admit it. If you are a teacher, you are in this very special club. You have the best pen collection of all your friends. You have paper clips in shapes like frogs and hearts and even little pigs (if you don’t have them, you know you’ve seen them and secretly hope someone gets you some when Secret Santa rolls around.)
Maybe this is the best part of starting a new school year: shopping for the supplies to put in children’s hands. Bright shiny and moist markers. Notebooks with blank bright pages.
Today at my first department meeting of the year, I picked up a brand new set of Prismacolor pencils. My department chair knocked it out of the park with his supply order. I’ve never been happier!
I don’t know about you, but to me the newness of supplies symbolizes hope.
I have such great hope for the students who will enter A202 today. I hope they’ll give me a chance to help them grow as readers and writers. I hope they’ll take risks that will help them become responsible young adults. I hope we can grow as a community of learners that empathize with one another as we take this journey throughout the year.
I have three distinct goals that will help me turn my hopes into realities:
1. Be diligent about using and holding students accountable for their writer’s notebooks
2. Hold more frequent and regular reading and writing conferences
3. Allow for more class discussion around topics of interest that promote critical thinking
My new notebook is ready, and my pencils are sharpened. The door is opening, and teenagers are streaming in. Here we go.