Ensue all-consuming panic and the frantic scouring of my schedule to see which class period would be best for him to see.
And then I realized, I was fine. I have this. No matter what class he wanted to come into or subject he observed; I'd be okay. For the first time in my 6 years of teaching I feel completely on top of things. Yeah, I have my bad days and bombed lessons, but overall I'm doing a great job. My classroom management isn't flawless, but it's effective. My lessons are dynamic, intersting, and my kids are engaged. More than that, I'm comfortable and confident enough in my curriculum (even our brand-new writing curriculum) that I feel like I could rock it out any time of day. That's a first. And a really amazing feeling.