long day is over
The long day is over. My midterm tests have been handed out and collected. I’ve yanked a few of them off of the desks of the cheaters. I’ve had students crowded around my desk eager to learn their scores. The graded papers lie on my desk in the office on the second floor in the middle school building. Peace for the first time in a few days. Music that reminds me of my college days and driving with Jeff Smith plays on my computer. The building is unusually quiet. It seems like my neighbors are usually bumping around or talking loudly in the hallway outside my room. Not tonight. It’s like a graveyard; just how I want it tonight.
Will I miss this all when I’m not here next year? Probably. Doesn’t life go in stages though? Once you pass through a stage in your life, aren’t you supposed to put the pictures in an album and pick up the camera for the next stage and not turn back to look at what you left behind? Right now, thinking about leaving China makes me a little sad. I thought that this was where I wanted to stay for the rest of my life. I do love it here. But it really does just seem to make more sense for me to return to MY roots. I’ve returned to my ancestors’ roots already. It’s time for me to make a life for myself instead of escaping one, I guess…
Maybe I’ll be back one day. Who knows. If I do come back, I’ll have a better camera.
