No, it's not the summer, because, in fact, it's only about a month and one is still expected to attend trainings & stuff.
What I like about teaching is that it's an opportunity for infinite hope.
Hope that I get the good kids.
Hope that this year goes well.
Hope that their parents don't object to the material.
Hope that they pass this test.
Hope that they understand what I'm trying to say.
Hope that that one parent doesn't keep calling all year.
Hope that I can get some rest over Christmas break.
Hope that this semester will be more focused.
Hope that I can get my room in order before I get observed.
Hope that the assistant principal didn't see me coming in late.
Hope that they'll remember the basics for that state exam.
Hope that I don't have that kid next year.
Hope that I can fit this novel in before the end of the year.
Hope that I can get all my curriculum together over the summer.
Hope that, next year, I'll have it together and it'll be the best year ever.
15 May 2009
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