Another school semester came to a close. Students scurried about searching for ways to improve their grades at the last minute.
Teachers found themselves staring at piles of papers to review, a mountain of tests to grade, endless emails from concerned parents, and a finals schedule conveniently permuted by inclement weather.
And in all their voluminous free time, teachers were packing to move into the newly constructed high school.
By sad coincidence or poor design, all this comes together during a season of frenzied spending, aggregating clusters of unpaid bills, and that primordial urge to hunt down and capture that elusive gift for Uncle Earwig, a man who has everything (except a first name that doesn’t make people giggle.)
The end of a semester closes the book (so to speak) on 90 days of learning.
So with newly fallen snow blanketing the landscape, tinny season music blaring in store elevators, and children savoring every nanosecond of vacation freedom, what better time to pay homage to the educators in our district?
Ah, but before I attempt to say anything good about teachers, we should first ask any Harvard Canucks to leave the room.
We wouldn’t want to upset anyone who thinks that this country spends too much money on education.
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