I haven’t forgotten about this space where I’m allegedly reflecting about my first year teaching.
I’m just buried in work. Grading, mid-quarter grades, reports to case managers, parent contact, first year portfolio, preparing for final exams… you know, the usual. I don’t do well with little sleep.
There are many changes happening too. I don’t do well with change. I still don’t know for sure what I’m teaching next year. I don’t do well with uncertainty either.
I’m also getting a bit wistful at the thought of not seeing some of the seniors anymore. I’ve grown attached to quite a few of them. This happens to me every year.
I need to figure out how to better deal with these things. I don’t think they are going to change much from year to year.