End of the Year

Cue music "It's the end of the school as we know it". and cut. No more work for five weeks. Unless I get one of my thrice yearly freelance calls. I found myself singing under my breath today. It was a song from my fair lady with a twist. Instead of singing 'I've grown accostomed to her face.' I was subvocalizing 'I've grown accustomed to this place. Like breathing out and breathing in.' Anyway a good day was had by all and we won't see them for six weeks. Did I mention that it will be five weeks until we have to go back? yeah, relax, enjoy, and then back to work. Just one of the perks..... 11 to 15 weeks of vacation each year. Until I write again. Later.

Summer School

When I was growing up I remember that only the students in jepardy of failing went to summer school. Anymore, that is no longer the case. There are still recomended or strongly recomended classes offered for Math and Reading, however there is also a buffet of choices for the acedemically non-challenged. Study dogs and cats and what it means to be a pet owner. Study the history of chocolate and explore it's many varieties. Study lifetime sports or ewey gooy science. The list goes on for a page. The other unique part of the district where I live is that the summer school program is part of the child hunger feeding program. Any child (wether they are enrolled or not) and their parent can join us for breakfast and lunch at no charge, and because of this grant all students and staff are provided with free meals as well. While part of me cringes at the thought of government waste, my heart melted this morning when I was monitoring the bus line. I asked a student, "are you hungry?" The student responded, "yes, I didn't eat last night." and skipped with joy to the breakfast line. Maybe it's a shotgun approach when all that is needed is a small pistol, but in this one instance, it worked. For eighteen more days, these students will be garunteed two meals a day and so will I.