The Friday before Spring Break probably should not exist. One of my more vocal students yelled in the middle of class, “Don’t you know we don’t want to be here!!!”
“Why yes I do,” I thought, “But that doesn’t change the fact that we’ve got 3 hours until you can leave.” So I smiled and invited him be quiet while I continued reviewing Spanish grammar with the other 28 kids that were less offended at being required to work while in school.
And then the bell rang a few hours later, and you would have thought they had all won a million dollars.
Spring Break 2012.
Travis and I welcomed the first few days of not waking up at 5am only to sit in the house while the torrential rain poured. We went to the Cheesecake Factory on Saturday night and planned on going to a movie, but by the time we made it to the car we were soaked and cranky. We skipped sitting in a theater and watched a movie at home.
