Ah-HA! Moment

So it is summer break! I am supposed to be relaxing and not being a teacher. Right? Well, I had an Ah-Ha! Moment. I am a addict. I don't drink or smoke.
But I am addicted to teaching!
The summers seem to be the worst. Our house looks like a classroom exploded inside of the dining room. There are stacks of binders and paper and pencils and PD books and kid's books. I am sure my family would like to eat dinner at the table sometime this summer but....true to addictive behavior, I turn nasty when they suggest cleaning it off. My favorite reply, "I will be finished tomorrow!", that day has not come in 6 summers until the school carpets are clean and I am allowed to move my mess back to the classroom.

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There were TEARS!

So yesterday was the last day of second grade. Well, not for me....for them! They are moving on and I am teaching second grade again next year. This is a new concept for me because I have never taught the same grade twice (at least in a row)!
Let me preface this post with a little bit of personal insight. I am not a crier. I am an only child and I was treated like a girl by my mom and a boy by my dad. I don't know if my dad told me not to cry but crying was not used to manipulate things. You should be truly hurt before crying was necessary. Like when my first boyfriend broke my heart, my dad held me and let me cry it out. But if you scrapped your knee, you had better get up, dust off and move on. Plus I am just not a pretty crier. I get all blotchy and red. The tears don't pour they tend to pool, so I can't see well. My nose instantly starts running which is the most unattractive thing ever. Other people's tears don't affect me either, unless it is at a funeral. So, the bottom line is I don't cry very often.

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Memories of Writing!

Here we are...the end of another school year! My Little Life Coaches are moving on to third grade. (tear!) I have had them for two years and I didn't realize how hard it would be to send them on after a loop. This is the first (and last) time I will loop with a class since the school stopped looping this year.
This summer, I am starting on a journey, of sorts. I guess you could call it a quest. I like the sound of that better. A quest to become a better writing teacher!

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