Day 8 – A song to match your mood.

I have had this song, "We're Gonna Be Friends" by The White Stripes in  my head. I became a teacher, in part, because I love the rhythm of the school year, the promise of new beginnings each fall, and the purchase of new pens, pencils, notebooks, and the like. August is more of a resolution month for me than January, and each fall I start with a fresh lesson plan book, new supplies, and a new crop of students. I guess my mood is excited yet tempered by the anxious teacher nightmares I have the week before school restarts. The dreams usually feature me running late, arriving totally unprepared for class, and having the students smell my fear and take advantage of my frazzled self. Nice, huh? 

fall is here, hear the yell back to school, ring the bell brand new shoes, walking blues climb the fence, book and pens i can tell that we are gonna be friends walk with me, suzy lee through the park, by the tree we will rest upon the ground and look at all the bugs we've found then safely walk to school without a sound well here we are, no one else we walked to school all by ourselves there's dirt on our uniforms from chasing all the ants and worms we clean up and now it's time to learn numbers, letters, learn to spell nouns, and books, and show and tell at playtime we will throw the ball back to class, through the hall teacher marks our height against the wall and we don't notice any time pass we don't notice anything we sit side by side in every class teacher thinks that i sound funny but she likes the way you sing tonight i'll dream while i'm in bed when sill thoughts go through my head about the bugs and alphabet and when i wake tomorrow i'll bet that you and i will walk together again cause i can tell that we are going to be friends