I finished my 'solo week' today. I'm ecstatic on the inside, but tired and ready for the weekend physically and emotionally. My first grade placement is very different from the third grade placement I had at the beginning of the year. My third grade solo week flew by and it hardly felt like a solo week. Third graders are so much more independent and I think that the class was overall an 'easier class'. The class I'm currently in is (according to my master teacher's 21 years of experience) the most difficult class ever. Incessant tattling, crying, squirming, oozing, and touching.... I feel as if I should get some sort of plaque or recognition for solo-ing in the first grade class this week. I guess that's called a teaching credential. I have 3 instructional weeks left until I'm an official teacher of California.
