I am totally and completely in shock. It is the night before school starts and I'm not scared. Not scared at all. I don't think I slept the night before I started teaching last year. I was terrified.
Here I am, round two, and I'm ready to go. Excited even. I feel like I know where I've been (and what didn't work) and where I'm going and I'm pumped. I'm a little heart broken that my mentor and generally fixer of everything, Ms. McClinton has taken a job at the district office, but I think I'll make it through.
I feel like this is some kind of blind optimism — perhaps a little something leftover from TFA brainwashing — my class schedules aren't set on the computer, my room isn't decorated and I'm not quite sure what my introduction activity is. But hey, at least my copies are made.
Round two starts in T-minus 12 hours.
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