For the past week, I had been mentally preparing a lengthy entry on international education reform. But as I finally sit down to write tonight, I can only think about how it’s May.
I have 25 more days in New Mexico, 17 more days in school, 13 more days teaching my 6th and 7th graders who are not in the dorm, 8 more days teaching my 6th and 7th graders in the dorm, 7 more days with my 8th graders not in the dorm, a mere 3 more days with my 8th graders in the dorm, and just three more days of Art Club.
The dormitory and 8th graders will be taking a week off each to go on field trips. And to top it off, I just found out I’ll be out for two days next week to get my wisdom teeth removed. The countdown has begun. I am very excited about my new job and my new home, but I am going to miss this one terribly.
I feel like I need to start saying good-bye. Some staff members already know I will be leaving, but how in the world am I supposed to tell the kids?
(That entry on international education will come later this week. Tonight, I’m wallowing in nostalgia.)