Much like any other hard-working person on this Earth, I like the feeling of being needed and appreciated and of having a purpose. Being a wife and a mother are rewarding roles, and my husband and daughter make me feel special in their lives (almost) daily. Taking care of others gives me purpose and instant gratification, which is why I struggle with being "off" for the Summer. I have to admit that I'm one of those (crazy) teachers who emotionally does not do well in the off-season.
I keep myself busy/distracted for as long as I can with Twitter, personal PD, school year prep, and reading, but I get to this time of the Summer (every. Summer. since. I. started. teaching.), and I feel absolutely climb-the-walls stir crazy. The laundry is done. The dishes are clean. The bills are paid. The house is spotless. But me? I'm a freakin' wreck.
I don't think non-teachers realize how much the job of teaching gives back to those of us fortunate enough to call ourselves educators. Designing fun lessons, finding ideal resources, delivering instruction to students, listening to class discussions, providing safety and security to children...these duties aren't just part of the job and the reasons for receiving a paycheck bi-weekly. They give me PURPOSE.
Since only a few of said duties can be done between now and the time I report to my new classroom, I will focus on finding resources to fit my new curriculum, and I will make plans for how to incorporate those resources into my units. I don't have to spend the next 5 weeks feeling rootless and frenzied. I can firmly plant myself back in the soil, roll up my sleeves, and find purpose in preparing for what I hope will be one phenomenal school year.
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