Vacation, baby!
That's right. I am officially on vacation. Except I suppose it's not really a vacation as much as it is a break. Teachers don't really get a vacation. They just get breaks. Of course, I'm not complaining. Call it what you will, it still means sleeping in past 6 a.m. and not having to remind anyone which drawer the extra pencils and paper are in or to walk in the hallways.*
So besides the regular turkey eating that will take place, what should I do with the five (FIVE!) glorious days of freedom in front of me?
Any ideas?
*This is what I do all day. Or at least it feels like that some days.
So besides the regular turkey eating that will take place, what should I do with the five (FIVE!) glorious days of freedom in front of me?
Any ideas?
*This is what I do all day. Or at least it feels like that some days.
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