It is here…the end of our school year. Today is the last day for students to attend, tomorrow is the last teacher work day. The annual frenzy of field trips is over. Awards were handed out on Honors Day. The kindergarteners and sixth graders “graduated.” The last of the paperwork is sorted and ready to be filed. The custodian has come by to give directions for “packing up” the room. I’m recruiting some helpers to finish that off. Someone will give the chalkboard one last wash. (Probably me!)
As the tasks are completed, at last there will be time to reflect, to take a look back and a look forward. What makes me smile to remember? What makes me sad to remember? How did I grow? How did students grow? What worked? What did not? What new ideas do I want to try? What did I discover this year that is worth repeating? How will I meet the challenge of changes I already know are taking place next year?
The questions swirl in my mind. I can see lists growing, journal entries, anecdotes and maybe even poetry being written, and plans being formed. Even as this year is barely ended, the questions propel me right into the next. With teaching, the future is always full of promise.