Back to School Blues

Yes, it’s happened. That inevitable falling into routine that happens when school starts and summer sadly fades to a memory. Soccer season is in full swing, Irish dance classes have begun again, and my days are now filled with adolescent hormones, drama, and all those delightful teenage quirks that make me love them.

I have a very interesting class this year. Very bright, very eclectic and a bit more mature than classes past. I’ll be teaching an Irish dance elective for middle school—and they learned 7’s AND 3’s in the first lesson. Wow. I’m Head of the Honor House with E., (which should be a blast!) and working on curriculum for the lower grades in my “spare” time.

I’m excited about the curriculum I have ready for my 8th graders. Lots of good books to read—My Brother Sam is Dead, The Giver, Fahrenheit 451 and The Outsiders. Poetry every day---yes, I know, I’m fanatical on this! Reading everyday and discussing reading in their journals. This is the stuff I love.

So, busy yes, but happy. And looking forward to a great year. Ready or not, here we go!