grains of time, like sand,
wash away, drawn back by tide
hands cup pooled water
that slips through our fingertips
effervescent, ephemeral
Time always feels so rushed at the start of each new school year. It seems that no matter how much time I put into my classes over the summer to hopefully ease the transition to the fall semester, there’s always more to do. To help, I make a list of the priorities and check them off one at a time. I also have a list labeled “nice to do” for things that aren’t necessary but that I might have the time for (haha), like switching out reading assignments for different topics, making an online course layout look snazzier using design tools, or revising an assignment I no longer love. There will never be time for everything I hope to accomplish, so it’s also important to simply breathe and imagine I’m watching the waves drifting out to sea.
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Time is a mystery, understood by few. All the best for the coming session
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So true. Thank you!
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There is always time to imagine the waves drifting out to sea.
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Well said. 🥰
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I hope you can find your rhythm with school year!
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Thank you! We’re now one week in and it’s going fairly smoothly, though there have been a few rapids 😅🥰
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The ocean is never a waste of time. (K)
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So true 🥰
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My mother was a teacher – mostly 1st grade. The start of the school year was always very hectic! Good luck with the school year!! (deep breath)
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First grade must be full of hilarious adventures! My middle child is in first grade this year and the stories he’s already shared of the first two weeks are great. Thank you! 🥰
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