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“You’ll Learn”… and When I Did I Increased My Efforts
My glasses had slipped out of the pocket in my purse when I got out of my car that morning and I saw one of the shiny brown end pieces (these are officially called the “temples”) sticking out of the space between the passenger seat and the console.
My glasses had slipped out of the pocket in my purse when I got out of my car that morning and I saw one of the shiny brown end pieces (these are officially called the “temples”) sticking out of the space between the passenger seat and the console. I slid in carefully and had them firmly in my hand before I closed the car door.
A quick glance around assured me I was alone as I turned the key in the ignition. The engine emitted a soft whirring sound and the radio was playing a song from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Bad Moon Rising. I broke down in tears and took a long drink of water from my bottle before putting the car into reverse and backing out of the space and exiting the parking lot. Each morning I parked in the same spot, right behind my classroom and being able to see my car though the window was comforting. On the drive home I cried a little more and pulled myself together before I arrived.
Another day at school. When I was in my classroom with my students it was Heaven. Interacting with the other teachers was another story.
