“What?”
(But hear my voice -or Samuel L. Jackson’s– when you come wandering into my classroom with time on your hands while I’m staring at the computer wondering who needs strangled next.)
His Samuel L. Jackson impersonation.
Tomorrow is the last day of school. It has been a glorious and terrible week of exhaustion, panic (failing students panicking, not me), and universal done-ness. Tomorrow my colleagues will have an adult meeting with adult beverages and ramble on about their own done-ness.
I am not done.
If I can get the publication kids done, that’s a positive step, but that rarely happens in time for attending the adult meeting.
I am never done.
Miles and I will just leave this here. Whoever wrote it didn’t get the quote quite right, but it is my favorite desktop graffiti. Found during yearbook camp– yes, that’s a thing- that I attend and teach at during the summer.
Just another sign of my not done-ness.
“Say ‘what’ again. I dare you.”
