Journal: 1/02/06

A small, wet storm descended on us yesterday. When I drove over to school in the morning, the trees in the park were wearing slim coats of snow, and cars along the streets seemed to be moving extra slowly under their loads of snow. It was a wet and warm storm, however, and most of the white stuff had melted away by this morning. I spent a few hours today working on some last minute items at school, puttering around and listening to soft background music. It felt good to be back in the classroom. I have a lovely home in Westerly, but there’s no place more comfortable or welcoming to me than my little classroom at Pine Point School. I think I’m ready for the kids tomorrow. I have some good plans laid out, but of course I’m always ready for surprising twists and turns. The roads of teaching go in infinite directions, and I must be prepared for anything.