School has been out for about a week. The last day of school was bittersweet. It was strange packing up a small office instead of a classroom. As a classroom teacher on the last day of school always felt proud about what I had built and what my students and I had created. As a classroom teacher on the last day of school I always felt the exhausted triumph that only other teachers can know. As a classroom teacher on the last day of school I always felt as though I had earned every minute of my summer vacation, with many of those minutes spent planning for the next group of students to walk through my door. This year was different. There were no bags full of supplies bursting at the seams, no long-lost treasures found and no tearful good-byes as the final bell rang. Instead, I took in the stark walls, echoing lockers and silence. This year was filled with triumphs and disasters. One of the biggest triumphs was working with a group of people that are willing to take risks. A staff that is so supportive of each another and learns new things together. There were also plenty of disasters. I was questioned, challenged and pushed this year, I made mistakes and embarrassed myself. I am grateful for this year of learning and exploration - can't wait to see what happens next year.
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