Dear Freshman Class,
I
know that I am still new and that we are just getting to know each other but I
am truly enjoying every minute I get to spend in our class. You guys are a lot of fun and Mr. Smith and I
talk about what a good class you are (most of the time). Although I am still considered a “student”
myself, remember that I am still a teacher in your classroom. This means that even when Mr. Smith leaves
the room, this is not a ticket to start acting like five year-olds. Yes, I called you five year-olds. When you begin teasing each other and
throwing paper airplanes around the room, this makes me question your maturity
and sometimes my own sanity because I cannot believe that you are the same
class as five minutes before. All I ask
is that you show me the same respect as you show Mr. Smith and we’ll get along
just fine.
Here are some of
my expectations: keep your head off your
desk (Hey, I’m tired too!), keep your cell phones out of sight (Yes, I see it
sitting in your lap), please don’t make me talk over you (it really hurts my
throat), when I tell you something once please don’t make me repeat myself
(this is one of my pet peeves), and most importantly – participate! (this will
make class go by so much quicker for the both of us).
So now that I
have gone over some of my expectations, I know that the rest of the year will
be smooth sailing – right? You will all
be perfect students who love coming to room F104 and cannot wait to discuss all
things English. Mr. Smith and I really
do think you are one cool class but I hope that you all start thinking of me as
a teacher too and not just Mr. Smith’s helper.
Sincerely,
Ms. Tanner
