6:00 am - alarm rings
6:10 am - alarm rings
6:20 am - alarm rings
6:30 am - alarm rings
6:40 am - phone rings..... I am up! I am up!
7:00 am - should be at Lesley's to pick her up for work... actually painting my eyes open with makeup, since they will not stay open on their own
7:10 am - still not gone
7:20 am - almost out the door
7:40 am - Lesley is still smiling, even though I am late!
8:00 am - here we are at school... less than an hour before the stampede begins!
8:50 am - here they come! here they come!
9:50 am - the longest hour at school is now over. I am brain dead already!
10:15 am - staff meeting... nap time!

I spent the rest of the day - literally - at school planning and looking for books and stuff... I am in a brand new class, with nothing but furniture and air. Tomorrow I will have to wing the math lesson, because there are no math textbooks for the grade fours (and the books for the grade fives are pretty dog eared)

8:00 pm - finally got home (told you it was the whole day)
9:00 pm - brain death is not helping me write that letter to parents
11:00 pm - letter is finished, sort of... I forgot the notes I had written in brainstorm on my desk, and I'll be damned if I remember what I wanted to say!

The class seems very nice, the kids are cute, for the most part... one little guy seems to have problems with basic social skills ( he spent the first 15 minutes crouching hidden behind the chart stand, and then migrated to the cloakroom until one of the other boys invited him (with mom's hint) to sit at his table. Then, after school, I was cleaning up, alone (I thought) when a metal carabiner fell inches from where I was standing... turns out that little monkey was in the cloakroom again, and thought it might be fun to thow his padlock over the wall, then claim it was an accident!

Many of the kids are really polite, adorable, still short and cute, and speak great French. One child named Sean is listed as a boy, though with his long, layered, flowing hair, I was so sure he was a she that I changed the info on the attendance sheet! But after noticing that "she" was rather noisy and tended to group with the boys, I started to wonder if perhaps the info sheet was right..... it was, as I confirmed with the previous teacher.

Oh this year is bound to be interesting alright!