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Nine years ago, I began my journey with the University of Delaware as a learning specialist in their Professional Development Center for Educators. Our department director, Dr. Wilson, gave us a unique assignment: to visit one of the schools we were partnering with on their first day and observe from the parking lot. She encouraged us to watch everyone—the teachers, administrators, students, bus drivers, and parents. That afternoon, our team gathered to share our observations.

This was my first experience of a school’s opening day from a perspective other than that of a teacher. As a teacher, the first day is an exciting whirlwind, where every word and action is carefully chosen to set expectations and create a welcoming environment. It’s a day filled with energy and requires immense effort. I never had time to stop and take it all in. So, I watched intently, trying to soak in all the different emotions and dynamics at play.

Here’s what I saw:

I saw teachers with big smiles and arms open wide, greeting students warmly and assuring parents their children were in safe hands. They juggled many roles, from checking backpacks for lunch boxes to looking out for any student who seemed lost or lonely. Teachers constantly scanned their surroundings for safety and fostering friendships. They never stopped moving, embodying the hope and anticipation of a great year ahead. I saw hope in their eyes.

I saw students stepping out of cars and buses, their faces a mix of excitement and nerves. I witnessed brave tears and squeals of joy as they reunited with friends and familiar teachers. I heard heartfelt “I love you, Mom” as car doors closed and kids dashed towards new adventures. Students lined up, eager to make a good first impression, radiating determination, joy, and hope for what the new year would bring.

I saw parents waving enthusiastically, offering last-minute reminders and well wishes. Some parents took deep breaths and blinked away brave tears while driving off or lingering for one last glance at their child—each parent reflecting that unique mix of pride and anxiety as they watched their children take another step towards independence. There was hope in every wave, every smile, and every tear.

Since that unique assignment, as both a parent of school-aged children and a school administrator, I always take a moment to stop and observe on the first day. Nine years later, the essence of what I see has stayed the same. I see hope—hope for great friendships, kind teachers, academic success, thrilling athletic seasons, and the chance to make a meaningful difference. My hope for this school year, in partnership with all of you, is that we meet and exceed all of your family’s hopes and dreams.

Welcome to the 2024-2025 school year. I am so glad you are here!