I love the seasonality of teacher-life. And living in a mini-village of educators sure accentuates that rhythm. So while normal human beings make resolutions at New Year's, I've sensed a distinct atmosphere of self-improvement around campus these weeks. Everyone's waking up early to run, lift, pray, grade. Well, hopefully not grade yet- the kids haven't arrived. New students get oriented tomorrow, we run a half-day of assemblies on Tuesday, and classes start in earnest on Wednesday. Classrooms are clean, hopes are high, and friendships are fresh.
My starting prayer:
May this school year be a good apple- crisp, nourishing, and flavorful.
1 comment:
love the fruit analogy. At first I read it as applecrisp - which in itself is a lovely thing. Ha ha..
Sure miss you friend.
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