The countdown is on.
I have twelve days of school left.
One dozen days.
By the end of this week, I'll be in single digits.
Human growth unit? Done.
End of year field trip? Check.
Big state testing? Over.
Middle school tour? Complete.
Interest in teaching these kids? Gone.
I will attempt to plan and execute a normal week this week.
With grades due next Tuesday, it's going to be hard to continue to fake it next week.
The following Tuesday and Wednesday? Expensive baby-sitting is what that is.
But then, it's over. My 12th year of teaching will come to a close.
Not a moment too soon.
I have twelve days of school left.
One dozen days.
By the end of this week, I'll be in single digits.
Human growth unit? Done.
End of year field trip? Check.
Big state testing? Over.
Middle school tour? Complete.
Interest in teaching these kids? Gone.
I will attempt to plan and execute a normal week this week.
With grades due next Tuesday, it's going to be hard to continue to fake it next week.
The following Tuesday and Wednesday? Expensive baby-sitting is what that is.
But then, it's over. My 12th year of teaching will come to a close.
Not a moment too soon.