With three weeks to go, I’m not going to make it. Not nablopomo, my graduate degree.
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I study hours every night, write lesson plans, work on papers for more than 16 hours each weekend. What this tells me is that
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Well then.
I don’t know if I have the strength to keep this up. This is burning the joy and care right out of me.
I have always loved school. I have always loved teaching. I have always loved working hard. Right now there are two moments of joy in my life–when I wake up Bean in the morning and when I tuck her in at night. That’s about 20 minutes total.
That’s not right.
I just staggered onto your blog via NaBloPomo’s blog roll. I’ve only just met you here, but I wanted to say hi and to wish you well. From the little I’ve read so far, it sounds as though you are going through a tough time. Best wishes to you! I’ll be back to see how it’s going. 🙂