Back at ‘er ( it’s different this time)

We’re all back at it, but for me it feels different this time. I know that many of us don’t sleep well the night, days, weeks before school starts. It’s an insomnia specific to teachers. But I find myself crying and overwhelmed and not wanting to do it anymore…and I love teaching.

I’m like a piece of wet cloth wrung out to dry; I’ve nothing left to give…to myself, to anyone.

But I see the lovely faces of my kids from last semester and my cup begins to fill. I hear my kids’ questions, I sense their curiosity, … and in spite of how I feel, in spite of Harvey and  Irma and fires and floods and earthquakes (and Trump), my heart and mind are inspired.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m exhausted before I’ve even started. But there’s something about being in the classroom that stokes my fire…maybe I can do it again.


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