The transition from Madison to FTG MS has been much tougher than I thought it would be. I imagined my third year of teaching being a breeze. You know, because I've "been there, done that, and literally bought the t-shirt." Apparently experience doesn't mean a whole lot when switching schools. I did not know that two schools could be more different. I don't necessarily mean that negatively either. It has just been a whirlwind trying to adjust to the different procedures. Little things, such as kids bringing their backpacks to class, which I thought was OBVIOUSLY a no-go, turned out to be actually encouraged. Even tardies are counted differently. Of course I knew things would be different, but having EVERYTHING be different was (and sometimes still is) very stressful.
I realize that part of what is making the transition so difficult is how much I love Madison. In the beginning I filtered everything through my Madison lense, and complained about how it was different and made no sense. I have surprised myself, however, with all of the times that I've eaten my words. For instance, I originally thought it was a bit stifling that we are supposed to submit our copies to be made by an employee in the copy room. Shouldn't I be able to make copies whenever I want?? This is America! :) As it turns out, I LOVE having my copies delivered to my room, and I LOVE not fighting with the copier in the 6th grade hall at 8:30 on Sunday evenings. We had some intense moments, that copier.
I still feel very much out of my element with many of the procedures and rules at our school, and many more things are required out of me that take extra time and effort outside of the school day, but I do see the light at the end of the tunnel. My first few weeks were pretty dark- especially considering the raging hormone issues I'm dealing with (Thanks, Kyle Jr.). Sometimes even little issues seem like THE END OF THE WORLD! Ha.
Hormones aside, I'm officially determined to find the silver lining in every situation this year. For example:
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My room is by the girls' lockers. No sweaty boy smell in my hall!
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While teaching, I often receive several swift kicks from an ornery boy.
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He resides in my belly and will be here soon! :)
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I learned a new skill! Next, I'll learn how to play Snake on an old Nokia.
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I can literally eat anything, anywhere. Baby Combs is flexible. And hungry.
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Here's to staying positive!
-Mrs. Combs
PS. I miss everyone at Madison! I may wear my yearbook out soaking up the memories. It was a great two years. :)
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