People. I can’t call teaching a job. I just can’t.

A job, to me, implies some kind of boring ho-hum, gotta do it to get by everyday kind of work.

Which hello, sounds super depressing and boring to me.

I can’t believe that I get to wake up, show up, and have this much fun during my “work” day.

Isn’t this how it should be? Since WHEN did teaching become not fun for so many {ahem, bullshit state testing and standards crap}. We should all be this excited to be in the classroom.

It helps that I’m blessed with the best students ever. They’re not perfect and yes, I do have crappy days, too. Can’t hit it out of the ballpark every time. But on the whole, my days in my room are awesome.

This year: more laughter, more fun, more meditation, more yoga, more kindness. And please God, please keep me from cussing. Thank you.