The end of the school year is an anxiety-provoking sprint. I am pulled inexorably toward a finish line that I am not ready to cross. YET, I look forward to what lies behind that finish line: Summer. During the summer, I read, I work on my own professional development, and I spend time with family. BUT, it's not summer yet and I am not quite ready for that now, because I am still deeply committed to this school year and each day in it; so are my students.
Yes, there is a finish line looming, but why rush toward it? The students and I are living in the here and now.
Like these students, I plan to be present in each school day as the end of the year looms, or is it beckons?