the end of my first full week.
I am tired.
I am tired but I got up every morning.
I showed up. I taught. I assessed. I kept up
in line. We got where we needed to be mostly
when we needed to be there and nobody got lost.
This is a wonderful and terrible time of
year for teachers.
The good thing is that it is Christmas time
The bad thing is that it is Christmas time.
I still say it is the best job ever.
But I am saying it from underneath the
electric blanket on my bed.
No comments:
Post a Comment