There's always something to grade, something to plan, something to analyze, something to improve, something school related that I should be doing at every moment of the day. Or, at least that is what it feels like. Though (for my own mental and emotional health) I make time for myself and for loved ones, I cannot help but feel guilty for not being "productive." So, the time I set aside to catch my breath is not always enjoyed to its fullest. My goodness I'm a wreck, aren't I? Or maybe this is the gauntlet I have to survive as a first year teacher.
P.s. Our president elect is a dream boat.
P.p.s. NY is fricken cold.
1 comment:
know worries about taking kristine time. we all need breaks sometime. or else we won't be ourselves and it'll affect others.
all you teachers inspire me. im pretty sure i could survive 4-6 yrs of med school, but i don't think i could do even 1 yr teaching.
go get 'em. :D
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