So yeah, school is starting in just a few days. In some ways this is less stressful for me because I don't have my typical teaching job at a typical school anymore. No worrying about whether or not my classroom is set up properly, no last minute requests for materials that won't get delivered anyway, and no "Welcome to Ms. Marlowe's class" PowerPoint to edit.
In some ways that makes me a little sad, but not so much. I'll still be working with students, but one-on-one, and I won't be teaching traditional lessons. I'll be interacting with administrators most of the time. I spent a good chunk of the summer reading, rewriting curriculum and working on developing a new class for students with reading comprehension. It's rewarding, but exhausting in a completely different way.
I guess it's good to have change. This is where I wanted to be anyway, but it feels weird to be out of the regular classroom. It's like I'm also graduating, just like my old students did. So I'm happy but sad, moving forward but looking back, and all those other paradoxes.
In the meantime, I ran into one of my old students at Target in town. She looked shocked to see me there, but said she would miss seeing me in the hallways this year. "You were always telling students to stop running and looking really annoyed while you drank your Coke Zero!"
Yeah, good times.