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Today has been a very strange day for me.  All day I have been going through the motions but I have been feeling like I am missing something.  It is the day after Labor Day or Labour Day if you are Canadian, and that is the day that I usually start back to work. But today I didn’t.  For the first time since well, I guess since I was four, I did not start school today.  I have always gone back to school in September, as a student and then as a teacher.  Last night I actually had a good night sleep. Normally I can’t sleep the night before  school because I am excited to meet my students and I have the first day jitters. Not last night, I slept like a log.  It was weird.

My girls don’t start school until tomorrow- It’s a NYC thing.  So, we spent the day in Central Park meeting kids from A’s third grade class.  I felt like I should be somewhere else, doing something else.  It was a weird feeling.

For the first time in my life, since I was old enough to work, I don’t have a job.  I will get to go with the girls to school tomorrow and walk with them to their classes.  I will get to pick them up. This year I will be able to volunteer and be part of the parent’s association.  I won’t miss all of the little things because I am in class at the same time that they are.  I won’t have to take a personal day to see a Christmas Concert or attend a Kindergarten Breakfast. It is a weird feeling.

Perhaps this will be the hardest challenge for me in this big move to New York City.  So often a job defines who we are.  I am not sure how I really feel about it, I am sure it won’t even seem real until sometime in October.  Right now it just feels weird.

A & R Walking to the Bus Stop on the First Day of School Last Year

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