On this weekend before my new adventure in teaching begins, I’ve been reflecting back on my own 2nd grade memories. It’s all part of getting focused on this big change in my teaching life — moving from 6th grade (which I’ve taught for 16 years), back to the primary wing of the school to teach 26 second graders. I actually have quite a few memories of my own 2nd grade experience…
- My teacher’s name was Mrs. Mabey. We got a big kick out of that.
- Joe Hoover sat across from me and had big, beautiful brown eyes, and I thought he was the cat’s meow.
- Mary Lavisa Martin picked on me…especially at recess…all year! I was always kind to her anyway, because that’s what my parents told me to do with a person like that.
- There were 36 kids in that class!!!!!!!
- I made a new friend that year, named Renee, and she played the accordian, which was almost bigger than she was.
- Mrs. Mabey screamed at me one day (I’m not kidding). It was the day we were coloring those Valentine’s Day packets in the photo, and I was alternating using my pink crayon and my red crayon while coloring the dancing lady’s dress. Mrs. Mabey got angry with me and screamed across the table that those two colors didn’t go together. I was mortified…and Joe Hoover (sitting right across from me) told me my face got as red as my shirt (which was bright red). I still can’t understand what the heck is wrong with coloring pink and red next to each other on a Valentine’s Day packet… My parents told me that Mrs. Mabey was “high strung,” and that pink and red ARE the colors of Valentine’s Day.
- And speaking of coloring…one of my pieces of artwork that year won a school-wide contest and was framed and put up on the wall near the office. It was my “scarlet ghost with green eyes.”
- I got into serious trouble with my parents that year when I took the bus home with a friend and didn’t tell anyone where I was going. They tracked me down and I remember how seriously my Dad explained why I must never, ever, ever do that again.
- I loved school.
However, I’m wondering if Mrs. Mabey read aloud to us, because I can’t remember even one book. I remember read alouds from 1st grade and 3rd grade, but I cannot remember one read aloud from 2nd grade. Is it possible that Mrs. Mabey didn’t read to us?
All these memories will help guide me as a new 2nd grade teacher. I will never scream at any of my 2nd graders…and I’ll always let people know where I’m going to be…and I’m going to read a lot of books to my students this year!