Day 2,889 —I See you Spring— with my PICTURE of a GNOME HOUSE #673

I stayed up late last night talking to a guy that I started my teaching career with about ten-years ago. Neither of us are teaching anymore, but we still had the same type of conversation that we would have had then. He told me he thought Putin was some kind of genius while obviously being a terrible person. I asked him if he thought 8th grade bullies were also especially intelligent. Does it take smarts to use hate and fear to manipulate people? 

  

Now, my break has started, but I am still thinking about work and feeling like I usually feel this time of the year. 

I feel that time is running out, and I didn’t do enough to help my teachers and now it is too late, so all I can do is try to plan for next year and how I am going to do things differently. 

It seems like no matter how much I do to help someone; I still feel like I have so much left to offer them. And it is reciprocal too. This year I have had a lot of opportunities to learn from my teachers. 

At the same time, I think I have kind of decided that I want to leave education eventually.