Where it all began. . .

My first day of school! I wasn't excited just to use that amazing Snoopy lunch box for the first time. I loved school, and I didn't really even know what it was.  I knew I loved helping both of my parents in their own 1st grade and 5th grade classrooms late in the summer when they were getting ready for the new school year. I knew I loved the idea of sitting in a desk and the smell of boxes of crayons, pencils and erasers in the dark supply room in the office. I knew I loved the idea of learning.  Sure I did, I was a teachers' kid. The kid of two teachers in fact. School was my life at home before my own school life even began. Now, as I step into my own kindergarten classroom each day I cannot imagine a life without school. How lucky I am to be doing exactly what my heart told me, when I was five-years-old!  Now, each day I get to help other five-year-old and six-year olds learn to love school, too.