Change in staff

I have been anxiously awaiting to know who my son's teacher would be.  Maybe I've been a little too anxious.  Today was the big day, my son's first day back at school.  After dropping my son off in his new classroom, I walked over to the gym.  I found a seat next to a friend and we waited for the assembly to start. 

After a few minutes, the kids filed in and took their seats at the front of the room.  Once it got started, we were introduced to the new vice principal.  Up next was learning who would be our kid's teachers.  The other class learned they would have the same teacher as last year.  We learned our kids would be taught be someone new.

It felt a bit like a kick in the shins.  My son, my husband, and I really liked his teacher last year.  What would this new teacher be like?  Would we have the same positive experience?

The rest of the ceremony was a bit of a blur.  I'm surprised how upset I was about my son's teacher being transferred. 

Later I learned the new teacher has taught at my son's school before.  She went back to school last year for some post graduate work, but did per practicum at the same school.  Other parents are very happy she will be our kid's teacher, as she is similar in philosophy and demeanor as the teacher last year.  They spoke very highly of her, which was comforting.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was upset on my behalf, not my sons.  It took a while to iron out communicating between the school and my family because of my lack of Japanese language skills.  We are going to have to start all over.  Right now that feels really overwhelming. 

I have faith that we will come together and be a good team for my son.  It will just take some time to pave a new path.