What happened to the girl who loved to buy a box of unsharpened pencils only to spend countless hours writing her initials with a black sharpie on each one? The girl who liked the smell of a new textbook? Who looked forward to paper bag lunches - balanced of course with a sandwich, a fruit and a snack? She's gone. I don't know where she went, but she's not here any more.
In twenty-four hours I will be teaching third hour. A fresh group of juniors will be about halfway through their first day of the school year. And before I even know what has happened to me, summer will be gone. The weather seems to have decided that it would stick it to me one more time with a beautiful and unseasonably cool weekend. You would think this would be a good thing. Not so. I don't get to spend it outside at the park like I would do in an ideal world. Instead, I'm stuck inside planning for a first week of school that I'm not thrilled about in the first place. With an attitude that is at best....snarky....I approach this new school year. I am working on changing this attitude, but even as I start a new year with a clean slate, I can't help but start counting down to June 9 when school lets out for another summer.
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