We're a week and a half into the school year, and already I see the changes. I don't have the energy to crack a book like I did during the summer (I've read maybe 30 pages since then - I would have finished two books in that time a month ago). My writing has slowed to a page or two a day. I know it will pick back up again. It always does. It's just this month, while my sleep schedule readjusts and my mind readjusts I can't get myself to focus as well as I could.
The sad thing is, I realized this summer just how out and out dedicated I can be to writing given the time to do it.
The good news is my kids this year are pretty great. I'm enjoying this crew so far. My favorite moment: a kid last year gave me this flip chart thing for my desk where each page has a different emotion like crazed, wonky, hunky dory, emo etc. The kids LOVE it - they love flipping through it and picking out what I'll be for the day or the period. One seventh grader who I've already picked out as a favorite (teachers don't have favorites, no, of COURSE not!) came up to me during study hall and said "Mr. Flum, can I play with your emotions?" She knew exactly what she was saying as she said it too. How could I NOT appreciate that?