“Dear Diary:”
Last semester at this
almost-end-of-the-semester point, I was in tears – thinking how much I would
miss teaching my group of ten students... And I was comforted when I realized: “Wait!
I can look forward to a second semester with them!” (I was teaching Grammar
& Composition I, with an emphasis on the “grammar” part – a class I’d taught twice before
on a college level.)
At the almost-end
of this semester, the memories of the countless tears of frustration over lack
of resources – and the time and energy drains involved in trying to compensate
(especially when trying to teach basic documentation and argumentation writing skills
to students who were never required to do a research project in high school!) –
are crowding out even the possibility of any emotion except (the hope for!) relief. (Admittedly,
my knowing that G&C III has been added to next school year (as a
measure of solution to problems encountered in G&C II) means that I’ll be spending more time
with this group of ten in the fall... And I do love them!)
BUT! Right now... Right now, I’m
looking forward to taking a break from the college project... A break from
having to say: “Mommy can’t play with blocks right now; I have to finish (fill
in the blank)… I’m looking forward to having time to go to the park (only three
blocks away) with my favorite little people... Or maybe to just soaking in some sun, sitting on
the stone bench in our back yard, marveling at my little people’s imaginations... Or maybe
to joining in on charcoal and brick powder drawings... Or maybe to letting them get dirty while they play, knowing I have time to fit in an extra bath... Or maybe...
Yes! I'm very
thankful for the prospect of a break from the trying-to-develop-a-college project... I have a lot
of other catching up to do... And every day I’m more and more aware of the fact that time does not stand still... They won’t always be this little...
It’s 2:30 a.m.; I’ll
start by catching some sleep...
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