After a visit from an old friend last night, I woke up later than usual…9:30! Lucky for me, class doesn’t start until next week, and I’ve already turned in my syllabi.
End of summer break. It’s that time when freedom of thought and experience seems doomed. #anotherbrickinthewall
Even as an instructor and an adult, that feeling of summer break ending, the severity of losing out on the freedom to follow passions, start skateboard blogs, and ride bikes around the neighborhood with other kids (haha), influences how I spend my last days of “break.”
Yes, I am revising lesson plans and writing some new ones, but with the summer daze coming to an end and a day like this?
…it has to be enjoyed.