This time of the year, things are incredibly busy and hectic if you are a teacher. You have mounds of paper work to complete, testing to finish up and score, numbers that must be entered into the computer. You have forms and placement lists and reflections. You have report cards, and follow-up meetings and non-stop activity. This is all in addition to the normal rigor of curriculum, planning, teaching, and classroom management. Which, I might add, is no easy task with a roomful of squirming, excited-for-summer little ones.
Some days, like today, I fluctuate from feeling as if I'm trying to stop a train moving head on towards me at a high rate of speed to a complete heap of exasperation. Often during the day I feel like I'm weighless, without a parachute, moving too fast.
It doesn't seem that there will be enough hours and days to complete all that is on my plate right now. I'm beginning to feel sad about my class moving on. We've worked so hard together to create the wonderful classroom community we have in place right now. It happens every year about this time.
It's bittersweet. It's almost time to move on, but I'm not ready to leave just yet.
So, I'll keep plodding away in my spare moments at home and at school to finish up the required things on my checklist. I'll try and savor the remaining time with my wonderful students, even when they try my patience these final days.
As I fall through these eleven days, I can't help but smile. Because I know I'll land on my feet in the glorious days of June, July, and August.
Tom Petty: Free Fallin'