The Required Amount at the Prescribed Rate (Handcrafted From the Finest Corinthian Leather)
Quitter?
I was shooting the shit with another veteran educator yesterday, and we were discussing our exit strategies from the field when a student wandered back into my classroom to collect her bookbag-- she had left it there when she ran to the nurse-- and she overheard a bit of our conversation and said to me, "Mr. P. wait . . . you're quitting?" and I said, "Nancy, it's not called quitting, it's called retiring! I've been doing this job for 31 years!" and she processed that insanity for a moment and then said, "Well, I'll really miss you . . . oh actually, I'll be graduated, so I guess it doesn't matter" and I said, "I'll miss you too, it's kids like you that have kept me coming back . . . but enough is enough already!" and she agreed.
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