I will be brief about this looming thing over my head. We had some serious overcrowding, and some new teachers were hired. One for the first grade, we had to choose the students to go. I have never, not once, ever felt as bad about myself as I did choosing children to send away. What if this sticks with them? Forever, they won't see it as something that happened because they wouldn't benefit from that many students in a room. They will look back and think, Miss Wishon didn't want me. If any of you every happen upon this journal, please know that isn't true. I tried to be honest with you. There was no method to picking who went. I do miss each of you already. I cried every night and many days when they told me I had to do that to your little hearts. I know you will be safe, and this will ultimately be better for you.
However as my first day with a smaller class comes to a close, it feels right. I was able to teach and manage without feeling like I was herding cattle. I think some real learning might occur in my room. The Reading First lady said my room was inviting. Yay inviting room!
I hope these changes, while stressful right now, will ultimately bring peace and solace to my classroom.
I promise more funny stories soon. It has just been hard lately with all of the emotions.
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