Fri. afternoon–can’t wait to go back to school

No one loves teaching that much. Myself included. But I’ve barely been home for an hour and I keep thinking how happy I’ll be at school on Monday. Because if I get to teach that day, it means that Hurricane Ike missed South Florida.

We had to move equipment away from our classroom windows today, and cover our computers with trash bags. (As if a plastic bag could protect from the type of damage that would result from the roof or windows being blown away.) It’s a sad feeling to walk out the door and wonder, when I will I see my kids again? What will this room look like the next time I see it? Was this the last day of school as we know it?

I don’t know the answers to those questions. But I do know that if my alarm goes off at 6:55 a.m. on Monday morning, I’ll be smiling brightly and ready to go.