No, teachers don’t cry the night before they report back. At least the ones who love teaching don’t. My summer is over, but it’s okay. I had a great summer, and I feel rested and restored. I don’t see how my room will get ready for Open House on Thursday night, and I have wayyy too many meetings to go to this week, but it will still be fine.
It might even be fun.
Elbows, knees, dreams 