First page of Benjamin Franklin’s anonymous letter to the editors of the Journal de Paris, April 26, 1784. The letter is a satire proposing various methods to awaken Parisians early in the morning in order to save money on candles, and presages the idea of daylight saving time. The letter is untitled and appears in the “Économie” section of the journal. The original letter was in English but this, its first publication, is a French translation. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
No matter when I go to bed I automatically wake up around 5 am. Good thing I’m a morning person. This usually is not a problem for me because I actually enjoy getting up early and having the best part of the day to myself. I find myself embracing the cadence of morning. However, I do not embrace 4 am, which DST has reinstated since Sunday. I can push the clock back an hour, not so easily my body clock. Daylight Saving Time and I do not see eye to eye.
Which brings me to notion of how art imitates life. Currently I am involved in NaNoWriMo and have even gone as far as
inflicting sharing my daily NaNo entries with readers as a separate blog. Consider this an invitation: www.veranano.wordpress.com. The main character has many of my tendencies, dark chocolate breaks, being one of them. “Vera” also dislikes DST as much as I do. In fact, she turned her rant against Ben Franklin, the inventory of Daylight Saving Time, into a scathing persuasive essay called “Death to DST” (or words to that effect) as an English assignment. I’m hoping she’ll get a good grade on it.
This week is a good week for that extra hour of sleep, although getting up earlier seems to nullify the bonus time. Yes, this week is the official beginnings of second quarter and with it comes Parent-Teacher conferences. My school runs them two nights and gives teachers Friday off. We are very much ready by then for a long weekend. We teach all day on Wednesday and then PT until 7 pm–basically a twelve hour day. Thursday we meet as departments and then meet with parents from 3:30 until 7 pm once again. It’s part of the job, yet it is grueling. I actually like meeting with the parents and discussing their student, except there is usually a buffalo herd of moms and dads hanging out in the hall waiting their turn. I try not to drink too much water because breaks are far and few between.
DST, NaNo, and PTs–it’s one of those weeks of sucking it up yet needing to find time to breathe.