I treat it as a day to celebrate. Collecting these boys and girls from the third grade holding area, I gave a rousing woohoo before leading the unsuspecting children to Room 404. They happily followed me, sat down, and listened to my presentation.
They tried to get an idea for the way I do business, but in the thirty-minute period, it was only a small taste. Tiny really. I introduced the class, myself, and gave only a short speech about what they're in store for. Hopefully, they went home with quizzical expressions and unencumbered intrigue.
I know it sounds clichè, but I really am looking forward to seeing what develops in my 28th year of teaching. How far will we go on this new journey?