I Am Still a Teacher

I recently realized how long it’s been since I’ve posted. I have spent most of the summer traveling Europe and organizing my house. I’m learning to be easier on myself and to spend more time doing what I want. Today is Labor Day, a day in which I spent many years getting ready to transition from summer vacation back into a new school year of teaching. Since retiring in July, I am happy to say I have a newfound sense of freedom. Regardless of the transition, I am still a teacher. Probably tracing back to when I first taught my classroom of dolls and stuffed animals, way before getting my teaching degree, I was a teacher. Now that I am retired (although I do plan on teaching and mentoring part-time), I am still a teacher. I have always been a teacher, and I will always be a teacher. So, as I rejoice that I don’t have to go to work every day, I look forward to working on my terms. While I am glad that I don’t have to take the train tomorrow morning, I will miss seeing the wonderful staff of friends and co-workers at school. I wrote a haiku poem in June. Of course, it can’t begin to describe the almost 30 years I have taught (perhaps there will be more blog posts about that) but it is relevant and concise. Now that I’m retired, I will have more time to devote to my writing and will hopefully get my picture books published. Between writing, working part-time, traveling, knitting, cooking, spending time with family, and…oh yeah, relaxing, I will also be checking in here from time to time.

My teaching journey
Has had many twists and turns
A road well-travelled