I've been a little bummed this week and haven't felt much like blogging. Do you have weeks like that?
My BTB (Best Teaching Bud) AKA BTF (Best Teaching Friend) is leaving me.
It's all about me, right?
Seriously, I'm so very happy for her. She's taken a position as an ESOL teacher for our district. She's been wanting this for years.
But...
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That's me crying.
Plus.
Plus..............
My son is a fifth grader and is "graduating" and will be leaving me, too.................................
Double
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Cue the sad music people, because I'm wanting to just curl up and cry my eyes out.
The other day, while getting dressed, I did just that. Cried and Cried.
Had to look at myself and say, "Snap out of it!"
You know, like this:
I've got to pull myself together, people.
With that said, I've been a little bit in a funk, so I haven't felt very inspired, or creative, or witty, or intelligent, or willing to get online to do much of anything.
But, Cher slapped me this morning.
And I'm better now.
So, I'm here to share what I created for my end of the year gift for my kiddos.
This is not my original idea. I saw it somewhere...so if it's from you, comment and let me know, so that I can give you credit.
I'm attaching these to beach balls.
Graphics: Print Candee and Mel Stampz |
I'm giving it to them early so that we can blow them up and get autographs from their classmates (using permanent marker).
'Cause this girl just is NOT going to blow up 25 beach balls.
I'm not sure if I am going to have them deflate them to take them home. Probably will need to...can you imagine the drama they would cause on a bus. Or at car line?
You can grab a free copy {here}.
Enjoy!