to teach these kids.
My first year teaching is done, copout, finished. It is a strange and bittersweet feeling.
I moved down here to teach 1st grade. That's it. No family, friends, boyfriend. Nope, just the job. By myself.
And I have loved every minute of it.
I'm leaving with experience, great memories and some amazing people I now call my friends.
I do not regret moving down here at all.
And I feel very lucky to have taught these students', with some amazing coworkers at this school.
Let summer begin.
And no I still don't have a job for next year in Chicago yet. Still crossing my fingers.