Well, I’m almost done with my year of teaching composition. What I won’t miss:
1. Having to deal with a Level II sex offender in my 9 a.m. class
2. Driving 150 miles a day
3. Weekends wasted grading essays instead of hanging out at the barn with the horses
4. Trying to fix copy machine jams at 8 a.m.
5. The daily routine of grabbing all my stuff on the way out the door (water bottle, papers, flash drive, eye drops, food, etc).
6. Dealing with statewide community college software outages
7. Getting stuck behind spud trucks in the canyon
What I will miss:
1. Hanging out in the adjunct office with my colleagues and some former students who have become really good friends
2. Telling funny stories in class (I’m actually getting pretty decent at this–all good teachers need to develop their inner comedian)
3. Watching students have a great time during a class project
4. Stopping for asparagus at the White Trail fruit stand
5. All Things Considered (thanks to three hours in the car every day, I’m now a total NPR junkie)
6. Drawing bad pictures on the white board
I still have to look for work this summer. Although they’ve told me I can come back part-time again next year, I’m going to try to find something full-time closer to home. Good luck with all that. After my five months of hunting last summer I’d be a fool to get my hopes too high.
But time off=more fun with the horses. Hard to feel too depressed about that.