Lori Christensenemail:firstname.lastname@example.orgHomeroom: KCPhone: (609) 298-6900
It's that time of year again when all the preparation for school begins. Parents get nervous and children get excited! I am so pleased to have you as a part of the new KC family.
Chesterfield Elementary is a wonderful school district that carries out the school's mission statement. The staff here at Chesterfield are passionate about teaching and helping children achieve to their potential. The PTA is constantly involved as well which helps to create a warm, friendly, caring environment at Chesterfield.
As an experienced teacher, I understand some of the anxieties that you face as parents. It is my hope that where there is doubt and fear, my dedication to your children's success and my willingness to learn will instead plant seeds of confidence and peace! I eagerly anticipate the beginning of our journey together.
Welcome to Kindergarten, but more important, Welcome to KC. I look forward to productive year with you and your child. Together we will work hard to make you proud!
A Parable for Kindergarten Kindergarten Parable
A Thought from the Bottom of the Beanstalk
Once upon a time, there was a little child named Jack who was about to climb his very first beanstalk. He had a fresh haircut and a brand new backpack. Even though his friends in the neighborhood had climbed this same beanstalk almost every day last year, this was Jack’s first day and he was a little nervous. So were his parents.
Early in the morning they brought him to the foot of the beanstalk. They talked encouragingly to Jack about all of the fun he would have and how nice his giant would be. They reassured him that they would be back to pick him up at the end of the day.
For a moment, they stood together, silently holding hands, gazing up at the beanstalk. To Jack it seemed much bigger than it had been when his parents had pointed it out on the way to the store last week. His parents thought it looked big, too. They swallowed. Maybe they should have held Jack out a year . . .
Jack’s parents straightened his shirt one last time, patted his shoulder and smiled down at him. They promised to stay and wave while he started climbing. Jack didn’t say a word. He walked forward, grabbed a low-growing stem and slowly pulled himself up to the first leaf. He balanced there for a moment and then climbed more eagerly to the second leaf, then to the third. Soon he had vanished into a high tangle of leaves and stems with never a backward glance at his parents. They stood there at the bottom of the beanstalk, gazing up at the spot where Jack had disappeared. There was no rustle, no movement, and no sound to indicate that he was anywhere inside.
“Sometimes,” they thought, “It’s harder to be the one who waves goodbye than it is to be the one who climbs the beanstalk.” They wondered how Jack would do. Would he miss them? How would he behave? Did his giant understand that little children sometimes acted silly when they felt unsure? They fought down an urge to spring up the stalk after Jack and maybe duck behind a bean to take a peak at how he was doing. “We’d better not. What if he saw us?” They knew Jack was really old enough to handle this on his own. They reminded themselves that, after all, this was thought to be an excellent beanstalk and that everyone said his giant was not only kind but had outstanding qualifications.
It’s not so much that we’re worried about him, they thought. “It’s just that he’s growing up, and we’re going to miss him.” Jack’s parents turned to leave. “Jack is going to have lots of bigger beanstalks to climb in his life. Today is the day he starts practicing for them ... and today’s the day we’re practicing something too… cheering him on and waving good-bye.”
Note from the giant... “I understand.”
**Adapted from Johanna Purvance