I write this with a great big sigh of relief. Yesterday was the last and very stressful day.

This is the first line I wrote at the end of the 2003-2004 school year.

This year has made me wish that I was walking out the door and never coming back. Somehow I need to find something positive to hang on to when the new year starts, or i may be looking for a new job.

This was written at the end of 2004-2005.

How should I end this year”’ Be careful what you even think of it may come true. As I sit awaiting the answer to my “big question”, I do not know what to say as the last day approaches. I look toward it with trepidation. I know that it will be very emotional, but I missed the last party and I must go to this one. I will be sure to bring “grandma’s” kleenex, so that I will be prepared.
Has it been a horrible school year’ No, we managed to hang in there thru all the evaluations and trauma of our experience. But we can not in all honesty say that we had a good year. I am proud of the way we made it and are able to still hold our head up. We feel that our children have done the very best job that they could with what they have been through.
We will be separating as a school.The Prek teachers will go to two different schools. Kindergarten teachers will go to two different schools. The second grade teachers will also go to two different schools. The third grade teachers will go to two different schools. The fourth grade are going together. (They were the best teachers in the school.) The Fifth grade teachers will go to two different schools. That leaves only the reading interventionists (me and my colleagues will be going to the same school–but do not know what we will be doing.
We now feel that “Henry Elementary” is officially closed. :'(
To be continued