This time of year I get nostalgic for Packemin. I miss the holiday assemblies, the music and the spirit involved. (I admit, I bitched about the messed up schedule while I was there.) I miss watching the kids walk into classes with gifts for their friends and gifts they have gotten from them. I miss their cards and their little gifts but mostly I miss their words that reinforced my reasons for being in the classroom.I don't miss the math department parties but I do miss the little shindigs in the Principal's office. (Even the one when Suit whispered to another AP to come back later when the real food would be served.) I liked the joviality and the chance chit chat with people I didn't normally have a chance to associate with.
Today I proctored my first final. I said goodbye to a great group of kids knowing most I will probably never see again. At Packemin that only happened at graduation.
(Christmas tree--Four Season's Hotel 57th St.)
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I have to admit I did like the festive atmosphere that pervaded Packemin at this time of year, and the assemblies, especially the singing! I did enjoy the principals' "collations" for about 10 minutes. I don't miss anything else, however. It's the time to make new memories, and a good time to wax nostalgic about the more pleasant times at Packemin.
All last week I was thinking about stuff like this. I was really missing seeing the kids in their Christmas assemblies. I almost called a few of my girlfriends just to see when their schools would be having theirs, so I could go. :(
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