2 weeks until I go back to work.
*sniff, sniff*
Summer is quickly fading away.
If I was poetic I could write a poem. I would call it "Ode to Summer". Original, no?
I had my first school-mare in 5 years last night. For those of you who don't know...those are nightmares that teachers have about school. Hence, school-mare.
I dreamed that I was taking over a class midyear and my very first day was parent conferences. I had never seen my kids, didn't even have a room yet, and the first parent didn't speak English...she spoke Chinese.
3 comments:
Oh Dayna,
I haven't had schoolmare yet this summer - I wonder if that is a good sign or a bad sign. Enjoy your last two weeks and remember you will be out way before me!!!
I think it's funny that teachers really dread it more than students! haha! I have a lot of teacher friends and they always keep a better count down then their students. Too funny!
Hopefully you don't have anymore school-mares!
Hey, my first year teaching in Lordsburg I really did have parents who spoke Chinese. The father also spoke English but not the mom. Thet were wonderful parents.
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