It’s funny how the weather changes right before school is scheduled to start.

Or so it seems.

The air is crisper and the temperature drops just enough, but not too much.

Or so it seems.

The sun sinks into the horizon just a little bit earlier. Just enough to tease you, but not enough that you point it out to someone else.

Or so it seems.

August loses its luster. Chugs along like a tired, old man.

Or, so it seems.

I dig into my fall/winter clothing. Even though I don’t want to. And, because I’m in denial, it takes me longer to get dressed.

Or so it seems.

My official first day back is August 29th, but I went to school today to meet with my new grade level partners. We have never worked together before, but if today was any indication of what lies ahead this year, I think it’s going to be OK. I should know. Because I’ve had my share of years that have not been OK.

We talked about a lot of things. And, when we got to the topic of assessment, the conversation didn’t go awry as these conversations often do. Most importantly, we agreed that we have a lot more to talk about. Finally, each of us has a task to do before we meet again in a few days.

It seems that this year is going to be different. Looking forward to a fresh start.

Crossposted to Two Writing Teachers Slice of Life Tuesday