I got a new gig? A pretty darn nifty one at that, both working with children and working with nifty peoples? I'm super excited and nervous and excited! I am now officially a teacher of wee children. Early education runs through my veins and now I have my own classroom. Pinch me and hit me with the silly stick, I am gleefully flabbergasted at this bit of nifty.
I will have my own class two days a week and do the assistant's shuffle for two other days. I will get to work with three-year-olds to five-year-olds with a team of collaborators and people of my tribe.
My room, my very own classroom is actually a shared room and that's just swell as the lovely person I am sharing with is just so darn nifty I could stuff myself with marshmallows and call it a day. For now it is a bit of a large blank slate that will soon be filled with the many, many creations of small hands.
First day of class is fast approaching and the butterflies in the belly re flapping around drunk on dandelion wine. Eeeps!
