Last Friday, I finished up a long-term job. It wasn’t my first long-term job, but it was the first one that felt “real.” Maybe it was because I started at the beginning of the year, which gave me the chance to set up a classroom. Maybe it was because it was longer than any of the others. Or maybe it was because it was in a district that felt like home to me.
At any rate, it was a wonderful experience. My coworkers were kind and helpful. The administration and support staff were as well. And my students? Well, see for yourself. This is just a taste of what they did for me on my last day:
I am touched and honored beyond words. And while I’m sad that it has ended, I wouldn’t have traded this experience for anything.
