I've had tons of fun this break. It's been such a relief to get away from everything. No 5 a.m. wake up calls, no principal meetings, no curriculum headaches, no lesson planning, no coming home at 6 p.m. Things just kind of seemed surreal. But know here we are. School begins anew tomorrow and I must be on my "A" game. We need to hit the ground running because the semester ends in a few weeks, meaning there will be exams galore that I must prepare the students for.
And here's the killer...all this time I've been thinking about how I don't really want to go back. How I want to be a kid forever and not go to my big boy job. How it'd just be great to have zero responsibilities and run about doing whatever, as long as that whatever wasn't going back to Madison. Well, here we are, January 6, and I realized I missed it. I missed the routine, the students, the teachers, the day to day life, the problems, all of it. I don't know what happened to me. I have no idea when it hit me. It was subtle, working its way into and around my life. But I can honestly say that it's exciting to go back.
And there's only 23 weeks to go!
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