- As an educator, my instincts & gut tell me to continue to motivate, encourage & push forward all the students & teachers who are stuck somewhere between the Spring Fever Rut and Summer-can't-get-here-soon-enough Syndrome.
- As an Assistant Principal, I send out dozens & dozens of inspirational quotes and quips and stories to keep my staff looking forward and to continue the focus on challenging our students until the end.
- As an administrator, I refuse to give up on kids, despite their reckless decisions regarding their attendance, their grades, or their extra curricular activities in this final stretch of the school year.
- On the other hand though as Mom, I haven't checked Thomas' fluency folder or listen to Abby's speech homework in weeks. Not days. Weeks, people. I'm most certainly not winning any Mom of the Year Awards here.
- As Mom, I love to read with my kids, but there have been more than a hand full of nights when I just tell the kids they can either pick an extra episode of *their* TV show or a book that night. Guess which one they most often pick? And you know what, at that moment I don't feel guilty at all.
- As Mom, I want to tell teachers that we need to make a deal that after April testing, we shouldn't have to do anything else. You don’t. I don’t. I don’t care if you watch movies in class five days a week and take four recesses a day. I realize that by admitting this, I have sinned and broken the Educator Oath we took in our hearts when we first became teachers.
- As Mom, there are so many mornings where I just want to send Thomas with a Lunchable and call it all good. I've been so consistent & committed all year long with making his lunch & mine each and every morning. I'm so over it at this point.
- There are only 36 (calendar) days left. I feel like I'm limping, limping across the finish line. For the love of God, can we just be done with this school year?
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
The secret truth about the end of a school year
I'm gonna speak honestly here. Please don't judge me. Actually, you can judge me... it won't bother me because I don't care. It's just too damn late in the school year to care.