Greetings...

I was sitting in Tim Horton's today making a list of all the student's in my class for an assessment. As I was remembering each student and writing down their name a thought popped into my mind and I was stunned.

I was making a list of my students...real children.

For as long as I can remember I have wanted to be a teacher. Which meant throughout my life, mainly my childhood, I forced my friends to be my 'students' and who knows what I even taught them. I also stood alone in my room, pacing my floor back and forth, talking to an invisible class. I remember sitting, as a young girl, and thinking really hard to to come up with enough unique names to create my own 'class list' and here I am, almost twenty years later with a real and legit class list of students.

Today, it made me excited to write each student's name down and actually have a face and a personality to go along with that name. Gone are the days when I simply threw a random first and last name together in order to have a class list to do attendance with my imaginary invisible class. Teaching...here I come.