Goodbye, SY1920, may you rest in peace. This was the most anti-climactic end to a school year I can imagine. Rather than write about the obvious reasons why this was such a bummer of a June, I’m going to list what I look forward to having again in the future:
-International Game Day
-Camp Jefferson
-signing students’ yearbooks
-student-staff basketball game
-clapping the kids out as they climb on the bus on the last day
-closing my classroom door, white boards erased and books tucked in safely behind butcher paper for a two-month slumber
-hopping in the car at the end of the last day, so excited and relieved to be gazing at nine weeks of well-earned freedom
-last day happy hour
None of these things happened these last weeks of school, and it’s been very disorienting. I’ve been walking around the last few days without much work to do, thinking, “That’s it?” and “Am I forgetting anything?” Nope, I guess not. When people have said, “You must be relieved it’s summer” or “You must be happy to get a break,” my reaction has mostly been, “Yeah, I guess” because it’s really just been like a slowly deflating balloon. I will admit, though, I am looking forward to getting my mind off school for a little while before we press on into more uncharted territory.
One thing I know for sure is that the celebrations will return, and they will be loud, messy, sweaty, and just plain wonderful. I can’t wait.
My Corner of the Village 