School starts in twelve hours. I’ve come to the edge of canceling my subscription to Christian’s blog like five times already this month because his irrepressible cheer at that first fact only makes my bleak negativity that much more obvious.
It’s because I haven’t planned enough, haven’t spent enough time wading through a list of warnings I gave myself last year throughout the year. There will be consequences for that.
But mostly it’s because last year was such a good year. In my head, this year can only be as good as or worse than the last, the sophomore slump of my fourth year teaching.
I’ve gotta get that outta my head quick ’cause that kind of thinking tends to self-fulfill quick.
And this is the year of full inclusion. The same challenges as last year with a dozen learning disabilities added to each class. I’ve gotta get with it. I’ve gotta ponder the gospel according to Biggie. Successful or not, I’ll see you on the other side of today.
[Comments closed ’cause what I really need to hear right now my commenters are too polite to tell me.]