Hey there kiddos. Does anyone even read this blog anymore? Not that it matters really. I mean now that my comments have been turned off, I suppose that my writing is mainly for me. And by writing I mean my documentation of my life. I'd hardly call this writing.
Last Friday was the last day of school. My students cried a lot because for them it's the end of an era. They've finally gotten to a new chapter in their life. I imagine that this summer for them will be a lot of reminiscing about elementary school and trying to hang on to that for a little longer before they grow up a little more and become high school students. Everything changes. Nothing stays the same. I worry about some of them. I hope that they don't veer off on the wrong path or get mixed up with the wrong people. But then I know that they will be alright. Sometimes the wrong paths or the wrong people are what we need in life to truly appreciate it in the end.
I'm still packing up my classroom. Turns out six years of teaching takes a lot of boxes to fill. One load was brought home yesterday and the last will be brought home today. And that makes it the last that I will walk through those halls as an employee. I will definitely visit only because I have many friends there, but it won't be the same. I am ready for the change and am excited about it too. I need to meet new people and make new contacts. It's just time.
I am off to Manhattan tomorrow and didn't want to leave without writing a post first. I know that I have been MIA in these here parts, but what can I say? I'm not completely gone and hopefully that spark to write will come back, but in the meantime, I will sporadically post just to keep this place from accumulating too many cobwebs.
If you're still reading, then thanks.
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