On the last day of summer before I begin to work in my classroom again I got stung five times by the same wasp. Is that like the phrase, “Don’t let the door hit you in the butt on your way out?” So I feel kind of icky and wistful for more non-schedulish (I believe I just coined that term) days. However, life needs balance, and one of them is work/play. So I will turn the alarm in my phone back on, iron the work clothes on the ironing board, cram the last revising of Nellie into this weekend as I do with other writing during the school year, and go back to quick dinners of chicken or fish broiled on the George Foreman with a vege and a carb on the side. I do have a new lunch box and lots of new books and instructional tools to pull out of my bag of tricks for the kids. So it’s the happy/sad of changing seasons for me. If you’re reading this, don’t just say to yourself, “Yeah, I get that.” Say something I can read, and maybe others too. Comments are welcome!
Published by Jane Carlile Baker, Author, Editor, Teaching Consultant
Jane has loved writing from the time she learned to hold a pencil. Her writing journey moved from that pencil to personal computers through the seventies, she edited for a hospital public relations department. The eighties found her owning a public relations business, publishing newspaper and magazine articles, and directing communications for a large church. In the nineties she published her first book and led critique groups and writers' workshops. In the twenty-first century she became a teaching consultant for the National Writing Project, published several more books, and began an editing business. Jane also loves raising chickens, dogs and alpacas, gardening, oil painting, swimming and hanging out with her family. View all posts by Jane Carlile Baker, Author, Editor, Teaching Consultant