Sunday, June 17, 2012
First day of teaching (ever!), August 29th, 2011:
First last day of school, June 12th, 2012:
Happy-- smile intact
Differences (as noted in second photograph):
Crazy, frizzed hair
Wearing student artwork
Hiding from further student goodbyes in the library
One year wiser
The emotions of wrapping up my first year of teaching didn't hit me until June 13th, our professional day for final grades and cleaning out rooms. As I loaded a slew of art supplies into my too-tiny car in preparation for teaching at MICA's YPS (starting tomorrow), an overwhelming sadness hit. The empty, stripped room, the lights out, and what felt strangely ceremonial and final to me-- locking up every cabinet and drawer-- made my hour-long commute home even more complicated and painful than usual.
I'm not exactly sure where the sadness comes from-- a chapter closing? I was living for summer break and it finally comes and I'm... not happy. I couldn't fully process these emotions because once I came home on the 13th, it was time to pack... yes, pack some more. My cousin got married on June 15th, near Detroit, Michigan, so we were on the road the very next day, June 14th. We got home yesterday evening. Tomorrow, I meet fifteen new kiddos that I'll be spending the next, very intensive, week with.
The sadness melts away as it's replaced with excitement and nerves about Drawing and Sculpture Workshops, with third-fifth graders who are the art stars of their schools. But it's also a mini-countdown to Friday... when I'll finally be able to truly sort out my emotions and final reflections and just breathe as summer greets me.