
I wanted to write something inspirational, gushing about the first days of school. Talking about the magic of them, the sheer adrenaline rush that carries us forth as we start to change lives. How our work is bigger than us and I can see the passion coming alive in the twinkle of my students’ eyes. But the truth is, I am too exhausted. My back hurts and so do my feet. My brain is going in circles, sporadically coming up with something that may turn into something, and oh the to do list has taken on a life of its own. So it is time for me to admit; I hate the first days of school. In fact, I think I even hate the first week.
I hate not knowing the kids. Sure, meeting them all for the first time is exciting, but not knowing their names upsets me. Not knowing what makes them tick slows me down. While I love hearing their expectations for the year and having them set the rules, I hate the process of it, because I want it to be in place already so we can move onto bigger things. I hate not knowing which books they prefer to read or how to best support them. I hate not knowing their handwriting or their writing voice. Right now, my 118 students are mostly just names that I yell out while taking attendance trying to see if I remembered correctly.
I hate that they don’t know me. We don’t have our world down. I don’t have anyone telling me I have to read a book or telling me their latest funny story. Instead they look at me, measure me up, trying to figure out who this crazy teacher is. I am judged with every word that comes from my mouth. I am contemplated whatever I do. The pressure can be nerve-wracking.
And yet, although I am ready to fast forward a month or even just a week, I see the seeds we have planted start to grow. A kid asks me for a book recommendation and I find him one he likes. Another shares a funny comment. And tonight, one child emailed me for help. We may not be a community yet. We may not get each other. They may not think I am funny ( like at all, 7th graders are a tough crowd!). They may not know the names of my kids or even feel that I am their teacher. But they do know I care. They do know that I love reading and writing. They do know that I am there.
So while the first week of school cannot end fast enough for me, I am a little bit in awe of the process that is happening with my kids. The trust they are starting to place in me. The small smiles. The little moments as they open up a touch. We are not there yet, in fact, we are not even close, but at least we have started our journey together. At least we are on the road. And still, can’t it just be the middle of February already?
I am a passionate teacher in Wisconsin, USA, who has taught 4, 5th, and 7th grade. Proud techy geek, and mass consumer of incredible books. Creator of the Global Read Aloud Project, Co-founder of EdCamp MadWI, and believer in all children. I have no awards or accolades except for the lightbulbs that go off in my students’ heads every day. First book “Passionate Learners – Giving Our Classrooms Back to Our Students” can be purchased now from Powerful Learning Press. Second book“Empowered Schools, Empowered Students – Creating Connected and Invested Learners” can be pre-ordered from Corwin Press now. Follow me on Twitter @PernilleRipp.














I will be using this book to introduce 20% time with my students, thank you Chris Lehman for the recommendation. I love the message of not giving up but also of finding use in other people’s mistakes.
This seemingly silly book packs a powerful message; everyone should be allowed to experiment with their own voice. It is one I hope to read at the beginning of the year.
Thea has this book and I have the book in my classroom as well. This book has such a great story about not judging, wrapped up in whimsy, and every time I read it aloud I laugh outloud.
Every time I read this book, I think of another way to discuss it’s theme. Wrapped up in a simple love story it is a great book to discuss perspective and the lens with which we view the world.
From the title to the illustrations, think of the discussion this book will elicit. I loved the message, but also the nuance with which it is presented, and let’s face it; many students think their teachers are not quite human and this is a great book to discuss just that.
The first time I read this book, I didn’t love it as much as I do now. I thought it was fun but I didn’t stop to think about what it was really trying to say. Then Thea and I started to talk about it and her 5 year old perspective really made me think. This book is about being allowed to be whoever you want to be, no matter what others think; what a great message to send to kids.
We often think we know the whole story but through the storytelling of the magical Mo Willems, we find can discover how wrong we are. Even after you know the twist, this is still such a great book to hand to students as they write their own stories.
What an incredible history lesson wrapped up in the pages of this book. My former librarian Deb told me to get it and boy does she know me well. Students will marvel at this true story of one person’s character.
So often we need books that mirror the harsh realities some of our students face, this book is one of those books. Hauntingly written, this is sure to start a discussion on how the boy views his own life.
This book is beautiful, magical, and oh so on point for what books do for us. And even better; there is an 
