This week was STAAR testing--Texas's version of standardized testing.
Lucky for me--I did not have to proctor a test, but I had hallway duty. It was a little crazy and my knees are reminding me of how old I really am.
I was responsible for the 7th grade hallway. Every time a teacher had a question, had to use the restroom, or needed to turn in their tests, they put their "I need a break" sign on their door. I had a counterpart, but, she was pulled both days to read a test to a late arrival.
Anyway, my time in the hallway/as a reliever made me a little sad.
I went into classrooms of some of my old friends who have moved on to bigger and better places.
I miss their pink, their futons, their motivational posters, pictures of their adorable puppies, etc. I miss their smiling faces and their team meetings.
I went into my old science classroom (I have moved to a computer lab in the 6th grade hallway) and it made me think of my old kids who I taught as 7th graders. They are now 11th graders. But, I could see them dissecting their frogs, complaining about their test scores, asking me questions to get off topic.
I looked around my old room to see if there was anything of mine still there.
Nope. It was all gone. Even the dilapidated bookshelf had found a new home.
I know change is a good thing, but sometimes it can make you feel lonely.
I think it might be time for a happy hour with my old peeps from the "W."
Recently single mom looking to get back into the groove. Not, like Stella--but, like a normal mom (to a one year old and an almost five year old). I make jokes when I get uncomfortable and I hate having crucial conversations. I am an educator and I live with my parents.
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