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First days for everyone. Well almost.

Yesterday marked two first days of school: for me and Willis.  Ya, I've been at work since last week but Tuesday was first day of classes.
I do not enjoy the first day of classes.
Our home has been mostly filled with dread, tears, anxiety, nervousness and fear.  For the most part, Willis has been upset for the past couple nights, not looking forward to school at all.  And apparently, when Willis gets himself worked up, he becomes inconsolable.  Like when Mom brought him back to P.A last week so they could go camping while I was away and he cried all the way there.
Because he wanted his mom.
Okay, that I secretly don't mind (sorry Mom, you get the brunt end of it) but I know my boy won't always be missing me.
So Willis had himself convinced that he didn't want to go to school.  I thought we talked him out of it a couple times, but then he'd work himself back up.
Honestly, I was feeling the same way, so we made a great pair.
The first day for teachers is just as nerve-wracking as it is for kids.  I want my students to like me, to feel comfortable around me and to want to come to my class.
So Willis, I totally get where you were coming from this week.

I'm happy to report that both of our first days were huge successes.  Teaching is kinda like riding a bike; one of those skills you can't forget how to do.  As much as I hate the 30 minute Deena show that I had to put on for my two classes, once I got rolling it was like I hadn't missed a year.  Plus I was teaching a bunch of the kids I had 2 years ago and who are now in Grade 11 as well as some Grade 12s that I knew from before.

As for Willis,  Lucia and I brought Willis to his class and he was thrilled to see most of his friends were in the same class.  It was also Kinsey's first day (group is split in two and Lucia goes Thursday, that is her pouting in the foreground because she wanted to stay at school) and Willis was more than happy to show his little cousin around.

When I came back to pick him up, he was Chatty McChatterson and was over the moon happy with his day.  Some of his observations:

I'm so impressed with my group, Mom.
I talked to Kinsey at each recess and asked her questions and then she ran away and played in the sandbox
I played football at recess with Kian, Finnley, Noah, Christian, Landon, Logan, all my friends, mom.
I like all the kids in my class.
There is no disrupters in the group.  Oh wait, there's one.
I didn't get sweaty in gym and we played blastball.
I get to sit by Noah, my buddy.  He's my old friend, Mom.
Can you believe that I've been in school for four years?
Having Kinsey to play with at recess was my favourite thing.
Nothing was my least favourite.
Rachel is my girlfriend.  But you knew that.  Since like last year.
Mom, we've won 74 games (now referring to the Blue Jays)
I told Noah my shirt was the last one, Uncle Kevin had to take it off the, what was it mom?  The mannequin.  Me and Noah chatted lots.  He talked about the movie 8 Below and I talked about, I forget actually.  What if one of those Home Hardware cleanup crew guy tripped? That would be funny, right mom? (again, distracted by the Blue Jay game)

After school was the abridged version of Willis' Journée d'Oui (yes day).  He got to pick one activity and supper, so he was more than pleased when Noah (and Noah's family) came along too.  We went to the batting cages, then mini golf and ended up a rather perfect day with supper at FuddRuckers.

You know, I'm glad we both had those moments of nervousness; it gave us an opportunity to talk it out together and ultimately, I think it brought us closer because seriously, what grade 3 runs up to his mom and gives her a big kiss and I love you the minute he sees her? Yay, me!

Thursday is Lucia's first day and I'm keeping my fingers crossed that she loves it as much as I think she will.  I guess you'll find out on Friday.