Whoops

Well, that didn't go so well. At the start of the year, I was asked to speak to the faculty. I shared a piece I wrote about stopping along the way, enjoying the vistas. I had dreams of slowing down and reflecting during the school year about my students, about teaching, about life.

It was all very earnest and inspiring when I wrote it and shared it in August. By the time I got back to my seat after speaking, my colleagues were already teasing me good-naturedly about Vistas. Cynics. I would show them. This was the year I would take time to write while I was teaching.

 So now it's June, and I finally am getting back to the computer. Where did the year go? Not a single rest stop through the year. I drove all year, hard, and never took a break to see where I was going.

 The poet Burns says- "The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men/ Gang aft agley . . ." I was "agley" all over the place this year. But summer is here, students have (mostly) left, and it is time for a fresh start. Let's see if I can write a little bit more this summer about schools, learning, and teaching.