Thursday, August 9, 2012

Back to School

Wow!  What a week!  We started school on Monday with the kids.  I am now having to blog for this personal blog, for my classroom, and for the Cross Country Team.  All very exciting, but my head is spinning, that's for sure. 

I have to say, so far, I love all my classes; for kids who are supposedly behind in their English language skills, they are pretty darned quick off the block, which makes things fun.  Yes, they need some grammar and some practice with disciplined close reading, but wow - how fun to have kids who are thinking, thinking, thinking.  Even if they are also always talking, talking, talking..... 

Tomorrow I am teaching all four periods, because some teachers have asked me to teach note-taking to their classes.  I am going to be very tired by the end of tomorrow - and I seem to need to go to town for animal feed and flea spray for my cat.  The only way you can tell it is summer up here is the increase in fleas and coqui frogs.  Otherwise, it is fairly chilly and rainy, as usual.  At least, it will by Friday, so tired can be answered with a sleep in the next day.

My son really and truly moved out - well, I am sure there are odds and ends left behind, but he stuffed his new (old) car with belongings and drove off last night.  He forgot is razor, so he had to come to my office to get it, which was a bit anti-climactic, but yeah, my second baby is gone.  Now we only have two kids are home.  I will have to adjust my cooking - or suffer leftovers for days for my lunches. 


2 comments:

Leigh said...

Aw, so sad to have another one leave the nest. Time does fly doesn't it? Sounds like you're going to have a good school year though. Busy, but good.

NancyDe said...

Yes, Leigh, it is kind of sad. I keep looking at the kids and seeing them simultaneously at all these different ages. Part of it is because the third child entered high school the same week the second child left home. Yesterday, we went running (well, he ran, and I walked) and when he was running toward me on his way back, I kept thinking about how when he was a toddler, I could open my arms and he would run faster to get to the hug. At least this one doesn't mind if I talk to him at school - unlike his older brother!