Today marks the day that I am officially 20% done with Institute. Four more weeks to go. Probably the four hardest weeks of my life…. until I begin teaching on my own.
I meet my “babies” on Monday. That is what my school director (SD) calls them. Tiny little second graders with their tiny little backpacks. I’m so, so excited.
My excitement right now is curbed by a deep, deep exhaustion. This is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. I mean that quite seriously. I knew it was going to be hard. I didn’t know it would be this hard. People have already quit. I don’t know how many and I didn’t know any of them personally (there are 500 of us here). I am sure more will quit in the coming weeks. We have all asked ourselves why we are putting ourselves through this. Maybe once a day, maybe once every other day. We each have our own motivation, but it all comes back to our bottom line: student achievement.
Ok, this is getting a little smarmy. Combine sleep deprivation with a Friday night off and you get bad writing. I’m going to get myself a margarita now with some of my Bay Area friends.