I just wrapped up my 8th year at North Pointe and my 10th year teaching. Really? TEN YEARS? Teaching music puts you in a unique situation where you are highly unlikely to ever have to change classrooms (at least in my district!). So, unless you transfer to a different position, you have the combined blessing and curse of never having to change anything.
When I inherited this classroom, it had a LOT of things on the walls, things hanging from the ceiling and tons of things in three large (read: bigger than my first dorm room) closets. Eight years in, I still had a few things on the walls from the previous teacher. Mostly, the fabric coverings on some of the wall panels and two large banners. On the last day of school this year, I decided that since I have every intention of staying in this classroom for the next 20 years, I needed to rip everything down and start over. This picture is the end result. I realize I should have taken a before picture, but I didn't. Oops!
Now that I'm all-in, I have NO CHOICE but to redecorate! Ahhhh!
When I inherited this classroom, it had a LOT of things on the walls, things hanging from the ceiling and tons of things in three large (read: bigger than my first dorm room) closets. Eight years in, I still had a few things on the walls from the previous teacher. Mostly, the fabric coverings on some of the wall panels and two large banners. On the last day of school this year, I decided that since I have every intention of staying in this classroom for the next 20 years, I needed to rip everything down and start over. This picture is the end result. I realize I should have taken a before picture, but I didn't. Oops!
Now that I'm all-in, I have NO CHOICE but to redecorate! Ahhhh!