When I return to school on Monday I will return to countdown week. Every day is finals, which means every day is closer to school ending. Pause… How do I feel about that? Umm, isn’t this what I’ve been waiting for all year? Okay, maybe not all year, but pretty close to it.
The year started out with surprises:
1. New technology. Learn now. You didn’t get the memo?
2. We moved the Senior Project up one month. Sorry, we forgot to send the memo.
3. Two classes have 30 students, while one has 14. Maybe I should send a memo.
4. Common Core Standards implementation–no one counted on month long testing. Forget memos–stock up on Tums.
Those were not the nicer surprises, although I did have a few of those as well:
1. “You’re my favorite teacher!” one of my special ed students reminds me every class.
2. All AP students stuck it out and didn’t transfer when the going got tough.
3. I received a glossing 8×10 photo of the “Three Hubri” decked out in their prom finery.
4. More freshmen passed than failed first semester this year.
The end of the year always surprises me when it arrives. I can’t wait for summer to start, yet there is still so much I want to teach my students. Unfortunately, they too want summer to start and their brains are beginning to resist anymore knowledge bits that try to drift in past their deflector shields.
Tick, tick, ticking the time away.
Really. Where did the year go?