On Day 1, there is a sense of a wonder, even if the surroundings are similar.
On Day 1, there is a sense of loss, because, as parents, we give up control.
On Day 1, we smile more. Our voices take on a sing-songy inflection.
On Day 1, we meet a new cast of characters in our life’s play.
On Day 1, many of our students return to the structure and stability they so desperately crave. Ours may be the only normal they know.
On Day 1, we look for signs of greatness and for cries for help.
On Day 1, we become each other’s mentor, friend, confidant, therapist, surrogate, and advocate.
On Day 1, we invite change, we accept responsibility, we offset chaos, and we make connections.
On Day 1, we take pictures we’ll later frame. Years later we’ll mourn the images of those Day 1s because we can’t get them back.
On Day 1, we are reminded of all of our day 1s: as students, as teachers, as parents, as leaders.
On Day 1, we have a unique and powerful opportunity few others have because we are handed the clay with which to mold. And then we get to continue to mold that clay for ten months.
On Day 1.
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