I’m moving to a different school in January, so this is my final week at my current place. Perhaps it’s the timing that’s made me particularly reflective or perhaps it’s just because I’m tired. Not sure. But I’ve been thinking a lot about what I’ll leave behind. Put simply, I’ll really miss being part of a community that I’ve been a member of for over three years.
I wonder how many jobs there are beyond teaching that exert such an irresistible emotional pull. I doubt there are many.
Have a lovely break, folks –