It's a little bit sad, and a little bit exciting. In a way, being a teacher is like never having to grow up. We are all very excited...like the kids...to get out of school in June...and come mid-August, it's a bitter-sweet ending to a summer that has been in some ways too short and in others...well, a great break, but it's time...
As a teacher, I always look forward to August, a new set of faces, new names to learn, new minds to mold...
Somehow, as I get older...I see things differently, though. I find myself wondering about the lifecycle and the endgame...
Tomorrow is a new day, the beginning of a new year, and time goes on...childten grow up, we grow older and the circle continues...the cycle continues...
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