Packing up the classroom.
Well, another turn has come and the school "year" is over. Even after only an 8-week run, it's a strange thing to pack up your classroom. The place you've spent more time than your home is empty of children, empty of trash, and the chairs and desks are - for once - in good order and not scattered higgledy-piggledy about the room. It's sad, actually. The boxes come out, and the decorations go into them - those that aren't thrown away, anyhow. The students' homework assignments are added to the pile, and the exercises and games, pictures and activities find their way back into the box to be opened in just over 10 months. By me, if I'm fortunate enough to be invited (and able) to come back.It was a good run. They were good kids. Even the bad ones were good, it's easy to say that when you reach the end. It was fun. Fun for them, and fun for me.
And now comes that boarding school marathon of packing up the rooms, giving the students a he** of a great last night, and packing them off to the airport so we can all go back to sleep for a few hours. :)

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