Seeing the Balloons!

Here we are coming up on the last 8 days of school. There is so much to do in such a short amount of time that my head is spinning and I almost feel paralyzed. All I want to do is sit and read the book I started last weekend when we went away to Bay to Breakers.

Wednesday is Open House. Slide show... check. Pollinator projects on their way to being done enough to display... almost check. Writing portfolios... ummm... not check. Classroom clean enough for people to see... definitely not check. Desk cleaned off and organized... That is just not going to happen before Wednesday.

Friday is Gold Rush Day. Schedule sent to all involved...check. Props together for Friday's 9:30 AM play... almost check. Gold rocks painted... check. Wanted posters all burned and ready for pictures and writing...check. (Kevin wasn't too happy having me burn the last 15 or so that needed to be done today. Hey, I did it at the stove and the smoke alarm didn't go off even once!) Gold Rush nicknames chosen for wanted posters...check.

This weekend is report card weekend. Last minute assessments to be sure all the nitpicky little standards are taught and assessed... check. Summary and Compare/Contrast papers graded and in Easy Grade Pro... check. (Guess what I did yesterday while you were enjoying the sunshine.)

If you have bothered to read this far, I am sorry. This list isn't even half of what needs to get done. I really do need to make a list, but I fear that I might have an anxiety attack if I do. I can do this. I always do, and then there is summer!

My biggest thing to do is to love these kids for 8 more days and hope and pray they don't remember me as the teacher that constantly had to stop and give them the stink eye to be quiet. Saying good-bye isn't easy. I have a lot invested in these young lives. I hope they know I care.

Next year will be 3rd grade. My new teammate, Carlos, says that it will be so much easier for me than 4th. I am sure I can find a way to make it more work than it needs to be, but I am enjoying the idea of not working so hard.

Almost there! I can see the balloons! But, just like any race I feel that I have done well... I am already thinking about the next one.