I need to write. Yesterday I only posted a picture. I mean, it was a good picture, but a picture nonetheless, which is only sort of a slice of life – though now that I’m thinking about it, a daily picture as a slice of life would be interesting, too. But that’s not this challenge, so today I have to write. It’s March 25. Only six days left in this challenge. I’m not going to stop now.
It’s just that last night I was so tired that I fell asleep right after work and slept for 12 hours – even though March Break just ended two days ago, so technically I should be refreshed. And today I could have done the same, but that seemed a bit over the top, so I’ve made myself stay awake, eyes at half mast.
It’s just that today was busy at school because we’re running the Literacy Test – which is always oddly confusing despite arriving at predictable intervals and being largely the same every time. And Wednesdays my student teacher is at school and I like to, you know, actually spend some time with her so she learns stuff.
It’s just that today is the chaos class, and even though they’re *much* better after our pre-March Break – ahem – discussion, they still require a lot of attention in order to make it through a full class with any sort of learning.
It’s just that after school the dog wanted an extra long walk because the weather is getting nice, and Mr. 15 needed an extra kick-in-the-pants to finish his work because, well, he’s 15, and my spouse needed extra support because his work is tough right now.
It’s just that yesterday was a Heads Meeting and tomorrow is Teacher-Caregiver Conferences and it seems that there is always so much to do, even though I swear my to-do list gets longer every day. When do teachers mark student work? I no longer know.
At any rate, this may be drivel but it is written – and written is at least something. Maybe tomorrow I will write something better – but not tonight.
Persistence and Pedagogy 
Amanda,
You need a break from your break. That’s a real need, I know! And those awful tests muck w/ everything. They’re like a twelve-year-old’s hormones in the middle of the night, if you know what I mean. Heck, I’m tired, and I’m retired. But retirement has its own challenges, like planning trips, etc. I rather like these vignettes and the idea of pictures as stories. I fell down a color photo hole after seeing your photo yesterday.
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It’s just that I have been waiting all day to read something that confirms that teaching is more work than it has ever been — or at least, it feels like that most days! Mission accomplished. Thank you for writing a slice that resonates…it’s appreciated (maybe just a tad more than chaos class appreciates all of the effort you put into them!)
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I felt that way too, today. I loved your refrain of “It’s just that….” Good for you for showing up and writing anyway!
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So much of the teacher life you wrote about is relatable. The structure of your slice, gives your reader time to pause and prepare for what’s coming!
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Zoom zoom you. Makes me glad you got a change of scenery + some Cayman Kai down time.
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