So, did I mention that school was over for me on Wednesday? No? Well, it was.
Two days later, I was still in there, cleaning up, clearing up, wiping surfaces. And I’ll go in on Monday, to put any remaining books in boxes and lug them home.
Only two days later –and I feel so much happier, so much more rested, so far away from the stresses of this tiny, fish-pond of a life that’s called school!
Don’t get me wrong — I LOVE to teach, and always will. But it’s exhausting work, and seemingly endless work. And one has to be a saint and never, ever let anything ruffle one’s feathers.
I am not a saint.
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Dreamer of Dreams