The end of a school year feels like you have stepped off of Mr. Wonka’s great glass elevator. You have been zipping this way and that, spinning your wheels a million miles an hour. Then, just like that, you step off dizzy and disoriented wondering what in the heck just happened. That is the best way to describe the end of a school year in my opinion.
So, here I sit. Dizzy. I have been thinking about the last year and I am grateful. I am grateful that this is the first year in THREE that I don’t have to move my classroom. I am grateful for the friends I have made at my new job. I am grateful for the success and lessons my children have learned by finishing something REALLY hard. I love those babes of mine. I adored my class this year. They were hard working and smart. Plus, they were little and so cute. SO CUTE. I am going to miss them this summer.
I am also VERY grateful Prop 123 passed. I have opinions about that but the bottom line is I am so grateful to have a raise coming.
I also have to apologize to my friends who have been trying to get a hold of me and I have been, absent. I am sorry. I have been on a great glass elevator and I just stepped off. I’ll be back. I am just hibernating right now. In fact, I am contemplating if I have enough energy to shave my legs because since it is summer that should be the first order of business. The truth is everything but school and second graders and my children has taken a back seat. Just ask my strawberry plant. It died.