Well, I’ve accepted a position as an assistant principal of an elementary school.  This is significant, to me, because I have spent all 15 years of my educational career working with high school students.  Now I’m going to the other end of the spectrum.  I think I’m delaying the hysteria by telling myself the following: my husband’s an elementary principal (but he doesn’t have that many words to use a day, so I don’t get a whole lot of information), my sister-in-law used to teach first grade (really lame), and I have boys at both ends of the elementary spectrum- 5 and 12.   I think my glimpse into hysteria came yesterday when my husband mentioned “cold lam,” and I had no idea what he was talking about.  (He used about 10 words to explain.) 

 

Truthfully, I’m very excited to start my new adventure with little ones.  I’ve been told by many that elementary teachers are very different from high school teachers.  (Concrete sequential vs random abstract)  Another weird thing is that my new school ( I love saying that) has about 22 teachers and the high school I came from had 120.  I think I’ll enjoy actually recognizing all the faces, though. 

 

I’ve informed my husband that I have to go shopping to #1 buy things for my office and #2 buy shoes without heels.   Yea field day!

 

One of my bosses suggested that I keep a chronicle of my first year, a “secondary person in an elementary world,” so this is how I’m going to do it.  I hope you enjoy my adventures, and, please, I’m open to any and all advice from those of you already living in Elementary Land.