It's that time again: the end of the regular school year. It's always daunting, at least on my end, because I don't get paid over the summer break. Scrambling for summer work is normally a priority. There's a slim chance that I'll have my own classroom next year as an elementary school teacher, but I can't necessarily count on that. Times can be tough, but it builds character. ...Right? I am searching for some summer work with a few NPOs here in the District, and we'll see what comes back. It would sort of be nice to spend the summer doing some office work; a little change of pace.
On the upside, a new neighborhood is on the horizon. Petworth will be the new stomping ground for me and Tasha. New things are always exciting, unless they're terrible, in which case they're not. But, this shouldn't be terrible. We're excited, at least. According to one of my coworkers, Petworth is the hottest new zipcode in DC, so we'll find out why soon enough.
One change that I don't particularly care for that is coming up is my fifth graders moving on to middle school. I've only been working with them for two years, but it seems like much longer (in a good way). They're growing up, and I've impacted their life for the better, but I still wish they'd stay. I enjoy working with them so much and it will be hard to learn new kids next year and not have those same smiling faces come through the door every day. I mean, I guess it's something I have to get used to, being a teacher and all, but it doesn't make it easier. I'm sure they'll come visit. Well, I hope they'll come visit.
Changes. Turn and face the strange. David Bowie taught us that.
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