It is time to start a new school year.
I am not a parent sending a kid off to kindergarten or high school or college. I am not a teacher arranging my classroom as I prepare for fresh faces.
I am a substitute. Last year I long-term subbed for one teacher for about 7 months. So, Today is bittersweet because I am a teacher, just one without a room of my own. I will miss my school family. I will make the best of being in a different room every day, but I will know that my heart is in the classroom I called my own last year and with the kids who I will be missing.
