Saturday, August 28, 2010

We had a chat. . .

just me and Savanah. Gracen was asleep. Daddy was in the mountains with his 4-wheeler, so it was the perfect time to have this little chat and it went something like this. . .

Me: So how was school?
Savanah: Good. I have two classes. Mrs. Boles class and Mrs. Buskers class. I live in that class with Ellie. We all have implants. Mrs. Busker has a time out class, Hunter was there today, he was not listening.
Me: Oh really? Were you listening?
Savanah: Yup. I did not have to go to time out. I listened and got a sticker.
Me: Well good Savanah, I'm so glad you are minding your teachers. Are you hearing okay in class?
Savanah: Yup. Remember mom I have an implant. :)
Me: I know sis. I just want to make sure that when someone is talking to you or in front of the class, like the teacher, that you are hearing and understanding everything that is going on.
Savanah: I got switched. My seats just like switched. I sit in front of Jacob not in the back anymore. Switched, just like that. (big goofy smile and hand movements)
Me: Oh good, so you got moved closer in Mrs. Boles class. Glad to hear it. Are you liking school lunch and the lunch room?
Savanah: Yup. All the peoples talk in the lunchroom. Talk about cool stuff and funny things. You can talk all the time in the lunchroom. Talk to everyone about cool stuff.
Me: Good, I'm glad you are having such a good time. I love first grade.
Savanah: I love it too. I'm not in KINDIEGARTENER anymore. I'm big. I'm like in first. I live in first.
Me: Well you live here sis but you go to school and are in the first grade.
Savanah: I know mom, I know. :)

Well first week of school, down.

Monday, August 16, 2010

FIRST GRADE

I remember being a first grader.

Edgemont Elementary, Mrs. Hale's class.

I have vivid memories of that year. Especially when I got in trouble and was sent back to Kindergarten for a few hours. I remember the 'reading treehouse', the desks and how they opened and could smash your fingers if you were not careful. I remember the library trips and recess. I remember the hall and where I use to place my backpack. I remember the smells and eating lunch in the big cafeteria.

Well my little Savanah is starting first grade next week. Wednesday the 25th. Yikes! What a scary thought to have a first grader, I don't feel old enough, I don't feel ready for her to keep growing up. But it is happening, right before my eyes.

I hope she cherishes first grade. I hope she has only positive, fantastic memories like I did. I hope she makes life-long friends, some of which I still have as far back as first grade. I hope she loves her teacher. I hope she listens. Intently and understands. I hope she loves to read, just like her and her dad did when we were 6 and 7. I hope she enjoys school lunch, because unfortunately the days of packed lunch for her and bye-bye this year. I hope she runs and laughs during recess. I hope she shares and follows directions and loves school to the fullest extent.

Savanah will hopefully only be in this particular school for this year, hopefully we'll be in a new house, with a new school by second grade, an elementary school that the kids will stay in.