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School's In

They say that all good things must come to an end. Fortunately, I don’t feel that way, granted that I’m going back to work tomorrow.

I know that I’ll rue my enthusiasm and naiveté in a week or so, but, then again, I’m getting pretty tired of being “on holiday”, at home with my wonderful but demanding angels.

A new school year beckons and I really do need to justify the title I've given to this blog!

Comments

The Scribbler said…
Thank you.

You have had a lousy time haven't you?!

Ok, so let's both be positive and think happy thoughts as we stick those false smiles on our faces that we hope will last us at least until the winter break.

Let's sing (somewhat merrily) "we shall overco...o....o...ome"
Pepperpot said…
Good luck for the new term! I am so glad that you are going back to work feeling positive, inspired and excited. I didn't quite make it to that point this summer. But in a very odd way it's good to be back and getting on with it.

Hope you have a good one!
The Scribbler said…
Thanks Pepperpot. I've survived my first day and it is nice to see the rest of the teaching crew. I have to admit that I kissed quite a few women today...all in the line of duty (of course!)

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