Summers are like weekends – time accelerates, and before you know it, they are over, and you’re bemoaning the fact that work is calling you back to the office.
Well, folks, the office has called, and it wants its teachers back. That is why I, along with several hundred of my fellow education professionals, found ourselves scattered across the district sitting through the first of several days of in-service.
Although seeing my friends is always fun, and teaching truly is my calling, my heart longs for home.
Home is my safe place – my place where I create all of the fun dishes, where I maintain all of the green stuff (hello yard, I’m talking about you), and where I knit all the things.
It’s also where I can pee whenever I want instead of when the bells allow.
Yeah, I’d say that letting go of summer is difficult for me each year.
But my calling – to teach high school kids who struggle with their reading – well, it’s something I can’t ignore and not just because my bills remind me but because God led me on this path several years ago.
As I craft this post, schedules are being ironed out for children who are either already enrolled or are in the process of moving and will be enrolled soon.
I’m not quite sure what my personal schedule will look like, but I believe that I will be teaching juniors and seniors again. That makes me happy because these kiddos are one step away from their first big milestone – graduation.
And so it is that I got up to a 4am alarm, had my workout finished by 5:30, fed the dog by 6:30, and was out the door by 7:15.
Back to the grind, y’all.
I am on a mission – to bring home the vegan bacon and change young lives in the process.
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That seems like a very early start back. We’re not even in August! Our teachers don’t go back until September but they have only broken up recently.
Our first day of school was yesterday here 🙂 A lot of bummed out kids 🙂
Our kids don’t go back until the 12th, so they are still soaking up the sun. 😊