August 12

This is the last week of nifty-summer-teaching-job and boy will I be glad when it's over. I need a little break before starting back to grad school. Today, I taught the last of one area's middle school-aged classes and one for five and six-year-olds. I'm exhausted but I can't rest yet. I still have 8 more classes to go this week.

The middle schoolers are horrible during the last week because they know it's over and it's impossible to corral their attention that one final time. It's honestly the longest two and half hours of my life and it's pure torture. I'm sure they feel that way too.

Now I wait until the evaluations start rolling in. It's torturous. Truly torturous. The middle-schoolers and high-schoolers can be so, so mean.