Next steps - to the class of 2022 I go!

I decided it was time to start this up again. Going into this next phase of my life I'm feeling particularly inspired (and particularly terrified). I've signed a contract with KIPP Explore, a charter school on the south side of Houston, TX to teach bilingual kindergarten. The campus is in it's second year in the "Mexican quarter" of town, an area that suffers from generational cycles of poverty. I begin in August.

(see: http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/ike/galveston/6350817.html). My school leader, a 28-year old ex-TFA teacher himself is the one quoted at the end: “We don’t call them kindergartners. We call them the Class of 2022".

That's where I come in. Thursday I move out for my Teach for America training in Texas. New Life. New Friends. New ideas. It's going to be something, that's for sure. I can't decide if I'm more excited or more overwhelmed at the prospect of no sleep, long hours lesson planning, grading, and setting up a whole new life for myself. That said, buying posters for my classroom reminded me why I'm in this: for the kids.

Must sleep before my long day of HR paperwork and banking logistics tomorrow (man the real world sucks).