August. One of my favorite times of the year. The supplies arrive by truckloads to the hot spots for school supplies. Then I see it...my pens...sharpies, Bic, crayola markers. I admit it. I have an addiction. My mission: the perfect pen. It varies from year to year, but right now it is the fine point sharpie. The new ones that don't bleed through the paper.
But really I think that I choose on focusing on the perfect pen until I meet THEM. The chosen 53 students assigned to me--their teacher. Tonight I met THEM. Now, I'm no longer thinking about the pens or school supplies, but the beautiful faces I spoke to tonight. The hands I shook while smiling and saying, "Welcome to my room!!" All the while excitement brewing. A new year has begun. Welcome, August; welcome students. Bring on the pens!!!
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