Why do people want to know Why I Teach First Grade? When I am introduced as a teacher, I am usually asked what I teach. When I say, “first grade,” I generally hear a very flat, “Oh.” I have never been certain whether it is an expression of pity, sympathy, disgust, or perhaps disinterest. First grade is AMAZING!
Today is Harvest Fest at school. The kiddies will be in their Halloween costumes, we’ll parade around the neighborhood, judges will choose the bestest, then we will have a little party in our classroom. I am SO excited! I made cookies, bought juice boxes and candy, and purchased my own costume – a BUMBLE BEE!
The best way to explain Why I Teach First Grade would be this poem below:
YES, I teach first grade. WHERE ELSE would a handsome young man put his arms around me and ask “Do you know that I’ll always remember you and love you?
WHERE ELSE could I tie so many hair ribbons and belts and daily get to see a style show of pretty dresses and shirts?
WHERE ELSE could I walk up and down aisles and have little warm hands reach out to me? WHERE ELSE could I have the privilege of wiggling loose teeth and receive the promise that I may pull them when they are loose enough?
WHERE ELSE would I eat a spoiled piece of candy from a grimy little hand and not become ill? (I have to eat it because he watches me to see that I do!) WHERE ELSE would the future look so bright as it does amid an energetic group to whom nothing is impossible? WHERE ELSE could I guide the first letter formations of a chubby little hand that may some day write a book or an important document?
WHERE ELSE could I forget my own aches and pains because of so many cut fingers, scratched knees, bumped heads and broken hearts that need care? WHERE ELSE could I forget the cares and even “the state of the nation” because Stevie isn’t grasping Reading as he should and other methods must be tried?
WHERE ELSE would my mind have to stay so young as with a group whose attention span is so short that I must always keep a “bag of tricks” handy? WHERE ELSE could I feel so close to my Maker as I do each year when, because of something I’ve done, little children learn to read? YES, I teach first grade, Mr. and Mrs. America, and…I LOVE IT!
Source (Apology To None – Author Unknown)