Thursday, May 18, 2006
Hitting the Wall
Well, the final days of this little career of mine are here. And the overriding feeling I have is.......fatigue. This is not exclusive to me. All teachers this time of year are worn down by the experience of dealing with students. So many demands are made on your time and energy. Unfortunately, this time of year also uncovers latent disrespectful attitudes of some kids, who feel emboldened to smart off to adults and get their jollies that way.
There is not a singular, final moment in this process of ending my work life. It would be so much more dramatic if it all came down to one final moment when audience is clapping and the curtain comes down. But it is happening in stages. I had my final lecture two days ago. The last regular test was yesterday. My last class will be Tuesday, but I'll be exiting the room 10 minutes early to get to my bus ahead of the riders. On Wednesday, I drive the bus but have no classes. On Wednesday afternoon, the faculty has a short retreat and meal where the 3 retirees will be recognized. On Thursday, I turn in my grades, load up my car and leave.
Then, I step into a completely different phase of my life.
And start taking naps.
Posted by Tim Perkins at 5/18/2006 09:17:00 AM