One dance show. A sick Pumbaa for Hakuna Matata. 6 more online assessments. painting day. observation. more observation. one new principal. 23 parent conferences. one open house.
Just a fraction of the fire-y hoops I had to jump through in order to reach the oasis that is Spring Break.
I have spent the last 6 days hidden away from work folk and anyone shorter than 4 feet tall. I have been lounging and passing the time by cooking, baking, reading, working out, laughing, smiling, and asking myself difficult questions like "What kind of coffee shall I order today?" or "Hm, should I wake up at 10 AM or 12 PM?". I hope I forever remember the feeling that I am having during my first ever teacher spring break.
School resumes on April 9th. No big breaks from here on out so it will be a hell of a push for me to carry myself through the year. Big upcoming events: btsa deadline, masters inquiry deadline, inquiry presentations, and THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL.
c a n t w a i t .
Although I desperately needed a break from work, I spent some time this week at a good friend's school. She works as an intervention teacher and it was so blissful to see what a "normal" school does and how "normal" kinders work. I have really forgotten what that's like and it was like breathing clean air for the first time in a long time to see students that are curious about learning.
It served as hope and inspiration for me and the future of public school education. Thanks, friend!