Second semester starts on Friday and I'm diving into the world of planning. The prospect of what is to come is exciting... and slightly nerve racking. I'm combing through new and old ideas... fresh and stale... exciting and less exciting... I'm looking at articles I've pinned, ideas I've jotted down, and suggestions from last semester's students. And I'm thinking about this new beginning.
The thing I love about beginnings is that they are open to endless possibilities. I could plan and plan and plan the term and it will never go exactly as I plan. Every semester is different. Every student is different. Everyone comes into our classroom with their own opinions, knowledge, and interests. Everyone interprets our classes through their own perspective and they will leave our class at the end of the semester with their own personal experience unique to them. But one but one common thread between all of us is that we all have this new beginning. We have 77 classes of a new semester ahead of us. We have 77 classes to become our own community that works with, plays with, thinks about, makes art with, and - of course - devours food. I love dwelling in that possibility. I can't wait to see what happens! “And suddenly you know: It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.” ― Meister Eckhart Ms. E
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