Returning to the blog to write, as Hemingway recommended, “one true sentence”:
This fall, I am not writing any college recommendations, and I am so glad.
It’s not that I suddenly feel I have loads of free time, of course. But I do remember that at about this time last year, I was spending at least one day every weekend writing college recs–and a significant number of prep periods, lunches and after-school hours. And this year I’m not.
It’s because I didn’t teach juniors last year. I’m not teaching juniors this year, either; for the second year in a row, I have 10th and 12th grade. So next year’s seniors will be students I had as sophomores, and a few of them might ask me to write for them if I also have them as seniors–but it won’t be an onerous number.
Juniors are very rewarding to teach, and I like the AP Lang class–in many ways I think it’s the class I’ve taught best at SA–but it’s also very nice not to be spending October weekends writing letters. (The last two years, the additional hours of sitting really did seem to contribute to flare-ups of the hip problem, as well.)