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Blue Whales

by chelsea ramos


By: Chelsea Ramos
Dedicated to teachers,
It’s not easy doing what we do.
Thank you.
“Will I be a good teacher,” my mind repeats.

My heart is beating and I know it's the nerves. I studied to do this for 4 years, and yet I feel like I’ve learned nothing at this very moment. I stepped into the classroom I was assigned. It's named Blue Whales, and the children are all ranging from 4 to 5 years old. It’s my first job as a teacher, and truly I have no idea what to expect. The director had warned me about the class, saying they’ve had 3 different teachers in the past couple months, therefore the class management wasn’t the best. I enter the class, and I’m instantly greeted by a small girl who says her name is Reyna. She hugs me, and a smile grows on my face. I’m introduced to the students as Ms. Chelsea, by the lead teacher. They all yell “Hi Ms. Chelsea” and I responded with “Hello everyone.” The students all go back  to eating their breakfast and more of them continue to walk through the door. By 9:10am all the students had officially entered the class and the ratio was 2:21. I remain composed, attempting to look as if I know what I’m doing. However, that quickly takes a turn. After a few minutes the children begin to get up from their seats. I look over and one child is walking around while another is on the carpet spinning. I can hear a whole conversation about their toys coming from a table on the side. It’s 21 students and I don’t even know who to approach first. I watch as the lead teacher raises her voice to get them to sit once again. It works, for the most part. The children sit, however they’re all talking. It’s as if the lead teacher doesn’t exist. I watch and observe the class. There’s not much I can do, after all it’s my first day and I’m just getting a feel of the class. After 4 hours of chaos, I go home. 
A few days have passed, and I feel more comfortable in the class. Everyday I come in and the students eat breakfast. They do an activity, and then they begin their academics which includes math and english. Following academics is recess, then lunch, then recess again. However, the class still has no structure. The child I saw spinning on the first day is Kanaan. He randomly yells, and says he’s a siren. The child that was walking around is named Ryder. He throws his toys, and cries when he’s told to sit. The conversation I heard on the  first day came from Morgan, she loves to talk and I mean loves it. She speaks all day to anyone, gets up to talk, and interrupts the teacher to talk. Every student is unique and disruptive but I can handle it now. 
A few weeks pass, and some students follow my directions now. If I ask them to sit, they do so. If I ask them to stop talking, they stop. I know I'm gaining confidence, but I also know I can be better. I have a routine with the lead teacher now, where we split the class in half and work with smaller groups. It works honestly. 
It is now March 2023. I have worked with Blue Whales for 3 months. I love the class so much. Kanaan still makes his noises and yes he does sometimes spin on the carpet. Ryder still loves to stand up and just walk around. Morgan is still talking, but now she’s our assistant. It keeps her quiet and busy, so it works for us. Blue Whales is one crazy class and they still give me a hard time on some days. However, they’ve improved so much since I started. They know theyre 7 contents, they write their numbers up to 100. Some are starting to read while others still need more help. I love my job. Everyday isn’t easy, but it’s fun. I started off in a class with no structure, but patience and constant effort has proven that with time it can be easier.