The first day of school has never been fun for me. Kindergarten. I rocked kindergarten, but after that the fun was over for me. I was anxious, scared of all the new and unknown, sad to say goodbye to summer and the freedom of my creative time. My mom tells the story of how I cried so hard the night before school started that I couldn't even speak. "I. Don't. Want. To. Go. To. School." I would say while sobbing. Then I went to college, and it didn't get any easier. So difficult for me, that I came home after one semester, and returned the following year. But every start of the semester was hard. Traumatic. When I taught I was anxious too. And then my high schoolers stared at me like I was an alien. That didn't exactly help to ease my nerves.
I am Jackie.