Reflections of a Conflicted Blogger

On Saturday morning at 10:00, my thirty five year journey as a teacher comes to an end. I anticipate that moment with both joy and grief. It's hard to realize that I'm retiring because I always had the summer months free. I don't suppose I'll really get it until August when my friends go back to work, and I stay home.

So, I'm having a lost of 'lasts' this week. For the last time I:

1.went to Class Day to watch the students receive their yearbooks
2.attended graduation and got choked up because the seniors are so young and full of hope and life
3.gave final exams
4.taught my last social studies class
5.had a lovely retirement luncheon with the faculty
6.took up books and wrote debt cards
7.had my final lunch with my lunch buddies Jennifer, Sue, Glenda, Madison, Leigh, Rita, Tammy, and Ben.
8.packed up my room for summer cleaning
9.used an ID badge to unlock the school door
10.did morning and lunch duty

I also remember that there's a whole new world out there to explore. I have some ideas on how I'll spend my golden years, but my plans are still too vague and undefined to mention. Suffice it to say that I'll be creating a new list of 'firsts.'