Starting tomorrow, I'll be neck-deep in my student's final manuscripts. I'll spend the week reading the five chapters of their research competencies and I'll be meeting with those same students to review their work with them. I'm trying my best to have these suckers read before I meet with the authors so by Monday evening I'll be ready to pull my hair out, by Tuesday I'll be a bit grumpy (apologies in advance), and by Wednesday I'll be downright delirious (again, apologies).
Despite this grind, I secretly love this time of the year. Everything will be worth it when I see them Friday at the graduate hooding ceremony. Some kick-ass special educators are going to be crossing that stage. They're going to be teaching kids that a lot of people think are unteachable, getting to know kids thought to be unreachable and advocating for kids that have nobody else to care about them.
I love working with my students and will miss them, but on the other hand I can't wait for them get out of here so they can be more focused on fighting the good fight.
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