September is a bittersweet time for me: not only do I send my
kids off to school, but I also send myself off to work. I bid
farewell to my short-lived months as a SAHM and head back to the
classroom, where a fresh batch of students awaits me. At the end of
every summer, steeped in everything us moms do to manage our
families, I wonder, with much anxiety: How am I going to do all
this AND work 40 plus hours per week? And then I gently
remind myself, I've been at this for the past 10 years. I can d o
The smell of fresh crayons still sends me in a tizzy and I adore
shopping for school supplies for my kids and my classroom.
September is when I draw up my goals for the year, when I revamp my
wardrobe, when I clear the clutter in my life - September is my
I love the quiet calm of late August, when I take a moment to
prep my classroom. Before I know it, tens of high school students
will be rushing in, (hopefully) ready to learn. I've been at this
for far too long to suffer any first day jitters, and I'm pretty
good at maintaining that strict teacher façade - for the first few
weeks - then it crumbles away and I'm once again "Mrs. B."
I always remind myself that the quiet student in the corner
might one day be protecting our nation as a soldier, that the
chatty girl doodling in her notebook might be the doctor that
delivers my first grandchild, that the teenage angst ridden boy
with the goofy grin might be a future state senator, so I'm mindful
to greet every student with respect and most of all, hope.
Amy Bizzarri is a mom of two living in Logan Square. She also blogs at tiramisumom.com.
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