Sitting here tonight, tucked into the comfy couch cushions on Dott Avenue, I am taken back to the last summer Olympics where I was perched in the living room of 210 Comet Circle. I still remember sitting there, looking at boxes waiting to be unpacked, wondering if I would make any friends, and filled with apprehension and excitement at my big chance to finally be a teacher. It's amazing how four years can be filled with so many personal victories.
Now, I am preparing to end my summer vacation and begin my fifth year of teaching sixth grade. Although I love the "back to school" time of year, I'm rather sad to see summer slip away. This one was particularly special, as Chad-o and I officially became king and queen of the hood.
So long summer 2008. It seems like it's time for a bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils.