Every summer there comes a day in late July or early August when I feel the pull of the new school year. Sometimes it's a cool day that reminds me of fall. Other times it is walking or running the track at the high school football field and remembering fall football nights. Mainly, it is the "Back to School" ads in the paper or all the crayon and glue displays at the local stores. My "Back to School" letter from the school district hasn't even arrived yet, but I'm already feeling the pull this year.
I'm not complaining. It's about time. I've always hated those mugs and T-shirts that say, "The three best reasons to be a teacher: June, July, and August." Don't get me wrong. I always really need the summer vacation. I am usually mentally exhausted at the end of May. I spend several weeks in a junk reading coma before I can accomplish much. BUT... if a teacher really feels that the summer vacation is the best part of teaching, they really need to do the profession and their students a favor and get out.
I love the pull of a new school year. I'm thankful for summer, but I am always ready to start again. When I quit feeling that way, it will be time to retire!
And no, I haven't been back down to school yet. I'm taking the bride for the wedding dress fitting and making mints this week. Without a doubt I will be helping L get her 1st grade room together early next week. I'm squeezing in several appointments before school starts and finishing up all the last minute jobs I want to get done at home.
Still, my guess is that several evenings next week will find me at school getting things ready for another crew of sophomores. I'm starting to feel the need to focus on another school year, even though I still have a full two weeks before I need to report.
I'm feeling the pull. I prefer the pull to feeling pushed!