It's over- the school year is done. We now have 217 stubby pencils with well-worn erasers, 32 dried out markers and the equivalent of 2 reams of paper culled from 5 notebooks. Yesterdays promise is tomorrow's recycling.
With equal parts excitement and uncertainty,we will cruise through mornings where precision is less important and personal desires finally win out...mostly.
The break will be good for all of us.