This time of year I usually return to my blog, feel guilty about having done nothing with it for yet another academic year, write a post about how things will be different, then promptly neglect it again for another twelve months. I blame motherhood entirely for this; I have spent a large proportion of the last five years either pregnant, on maternity leave, or trying to establish a new work/life balance, one that didn't allow me to stay up late on school nights blogging.
This September, however, is the first in twelve years that I won't be standing in front of my new classes, trying to learn names and mentally tweak my seating plan. I won't be establishing my new homework routines, working out who needs extra support and who requires constant challenge. I won't be painstakingly transferring data into my markbook and I won't be getting to know any of the names, faces and personalities that the data belongs to.
This September, however, is the first in twelve years that I won't be standing in front of my new classes, trying to learn names and mentally tweak my seating plan. I won't be establishing my new homework routines, working out who needs extra support and who requires constant challenge. I won't be painstakingly transferring data into my markbook and I won't be getting to know any of the names, faces and personalities that the data belongs to.
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