Ninety days is roughly three months. It’s not a long time. My formal public school teaching career will end after the next ninety school days. While it’s bittersweet, I also couldn’t be happier.

I am one of those people who compartmentalizes. It is difficult for me to work on several things at once. There are so many things I look forward to doing, writing being one of those things, but am not able to do them until my teaching responsibility is over. I was raised to always do my best at any job I undertook and I plan to carry through with that until the end of June.

There is no doubt I will miss the kids. It is what teaching is all about after all. Though some of my colleagues forget that and think it’s all about them. Those types exist in any job setting and I won’t miss them at all. But there are plenty of colleagues I value and who will remain in my heart always.

My kids have taught me so much. I learn from them each day. I have acquired huge levels of patience and humility from my dealings with them. They amaze, frustrate, confound, stupefy and wow me daily. They are a tough act to follow. But I’m not worried. I still have a few tricks up my sleeve…

Stay tuned as the countdown continues and the paper clips disappear from the chain…