First, I've already noticed quite a few differences between teaching college and teaching high school (and school has just begun!) but one of the most striking differences (so far) is that I have a classroom to call my own. In college, you are a nomad, carrying the tricks of the trade from room to room. Now I have my own space. No more carting folders to and from rooms (and my car)!
So, for my stark white walls, I received a poster from my mentor. I have seen it hanging in many classrooms and therapy centers, and am happy to see that it hangs in the rooms of my other teachers.
While I am happy to include it on the wall of my classroom, as the mom of Matthew, I am also annoyed that this poster about diversity didn't include any diverse little hands. So, I added Matthew's.
Now it is perfect.