Tuesday, August 5, 2008

I'm still here...

Yes. I'm still here. I also realized that I haven't posted since spring break! I forgot to post my latest entry here, so here's a copy/paste from another blog I neglect. For any one who's actually interested:


July 4

This entry is long due. In fact, I’ve written this practically a month ago, but felt a little discouraged to post it. It was about 3 pages long on a Word document, but I thought I’d cut to the point. Some commentary about work:

A year ago my last day as a student teacher was sad as well, but a different kind of sadness. It was bittersweet and full of hope for the future. I can’t quite say that the sadness I had as a first year teacher was the same. Oh no, not at all. On the last day I was sad for myself and for my students because of all the regrets I had. The things I wished I did or didn’t. Regrets are unavoidable, especially when you’re a terrible critic of yourself. I wished I taught some things differently, showed love to the children more, and I wished I wasn’t both so harsh and lenient at times. I wished I’d gotten a chance to hug all of them before they left my class forever.

The year is over, I'm drained. Some people ask me what I'm doing this summer, and they think I'm wasting my time not planning some great adventure because of all the time I have on my hands. But I don't think some people understand how much I appreciate doing nothing. I just need to rest, and get away for a while.


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I had a good rest. Though I'm going to be greedy and say I wish it were longer!

I'm not going to yammer on about how I spent my summer. So. Summer is almost over. What am I doing now? Well, a part of me dreads going back to work. The larger 99% part of me. But there's also that 1% that is curious to see what the next 9.5 months has in store. This time around there will be fewer surprises. Hopefully I'll work out the kinks and be better prepared. But, there's still the chance that this year will hold more surprises. You never know what to expect with people, with children.

Let the preparations begin.
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