Sometimes I wonder what it's like to live a life as a non-educator, and to actually find time off when one has time off. Now, I know summers can be refreshing for a few, but the majority of educators I know keep going. It's hard to separate from the tasks at hand. I also know I need to stop taking on classes because there aren't enough faculty to teach them. The Brown School remains inside me, though. I care too much about the students in our care. Of course, these are graduate students.
We're trying to be finished by mid-June, especially since they graduated May 20th and they want to be on with their lives: job searches, moving, finally having meaning for that turned tassel. Yet, we have the final class, Capstone, to accomplish: an action research project and a professional learning plan. I try to make it as painless as possible, and am running it asynchronously. To be honest, I'm missed my Critical Friends Group days, because I'd love to run the course's plan of action with colleagues to get feedback. I'm trying to keep the bar high, to be innovative, to assist in all ways possible, but to allow breathing room. Half the class teaches full-time, too, and it's their end of the year. Needless to say, it is painful for every single one of us.
With that noted, I did get a two hour nap in....well, Bryan-style nap. I closed my eyes and let Karal move on me like I'm a giant pillow. Perhaps I faded away a couple of time, all because I know that this allergy grog requires rest, as well as medicine. It's been an insane week and I'm over it. Well, not over it/over it, but over it.
Hoping today is a repeat of yesterday and that I can actually breathe better and mingle more. Fortunate for me, though....if I have to sleep all day, I can make time to sleep all day (and will).
Enjoy your Sunday.
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