Actually, this is the time of year when, at 16 days until I see students again, I really try to kick things into gear for s****l to start.
I don’t know about other teachers, but every year about this time, it feels like I’m starting a new job. Private sector fiends: remember how you felt on your first day of work? A little nervy, maybe a bit apprehensive, or even worried? That’s how I feel every August. Maybe it’s because it’s always a case of “you never know what you’re gonna get.” I could have strong singers, or there could be gaping holes in the ensembles. I teach electives (except for 5th grade music class), so who knows how many will take me, and how many will want to stay after the first day?
What am I complaining about, though? Band directors have been at it for weeks already. [There’s a reason I chose vocal over instrumental.]
I must admit, I have thought more about retirement this summer than any other summer before. Maybe it’s because I have three grandsons whose lives I am going to want to be a part of as they get older and in school. Ball games, concerts…I really want to be there for all that stuff. I’ll just have to plan more carefully.
It will shock many of you to know that I will mark off Wednesday nights in mid-September so I can continue with my cake decorating classes. That means no rehearsals for me on those nights. I have never done that before. It’s always been school first, and, well, everything else last. Not so this year. Choreography can wait.
Speaking of choreography…I’d better start while the Thriller is at class all day. Tap shoes, tap shoes. How I’m beginning to hate you.
But hey, for the moment, it’s the weekend — enjoy your Saturnday!