Jun 13 2008
School’s out, school’s out! Teachers let the monkeys out!!
I made it. And, strangely enough, this is the FIRST year that I’ve been home by 5 pm, grades in, exams filed, and supplies put away.
Three teachers retired, which has meant that two of my favourite hall-mates are leaving. Ruth gave me a Christmas tree for my classroom (yes, no one’s ever made a fuss about Christmas decorations in this public school) and let me rummage through her “garage sale” tables. I snagged a Michigan pennant from Mr. S.
I won’t be teaching English next year, which is a blessing. There’s nothing quite like a literature lover trying to convince sophomores that Shakespeare is great and John Proctor wasn’t a stupid guy for choosing to die for the truth. I try not to think about the writing aspect. I try to comfort myself that at least my students will be able to express their fact-challenged opinions with better grammar. 
I am going back on Monday to grab some books and start preparing lesson plans for next year. I’ll be teaching a brand-new class, plus revamping my current Spanish classes. I’m excited about it, actually.
