Teaching is so odd.

Many teachers start with 2 weeks of in-service and then hit the road running. For 36 weeks there is a non-stop fast-paced schedule. Teachers are always thinking, always planning, and then many times putting off the inevitable because of absolute exhaustion. But the inevitable is always there. There are lesson plans to write and endless grading. Staff meetings, mandatory staff development hours, PTA meetings, and calls to parents always loom. It’s endless. Then the last day of the year comes. Everything comes to this sudden halt. Everything but my mind. It still races and sleep is difficult. My brain doesn’t know how to shut off so abruptly. I wonder how many other teachers deal with the sudden nothingness??

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