We still have two weeks of school. (I'll pause here and await your horrified gasp.)
Yes. Two weeks. Keep in mind, however, we will not start school in the fall until after Labor Day. It has never made sense to me to start school, attend classes for approximately one week, and then have a holiday. Why bother starting until after the holiday? It's something that's always annoyed me, so we start after Labor Day. It's also my gift to the boy who was born on Labor Day.
Therefore, we go a little further into May, and even June, than most folks.
The schedule works for us.
Still, my fingers itch to start throwing things in our classroom space.
I mean throwing away things. Although, to be honest, sometimes the urge to throw things is pretty strong.
What I'm trying to say is that I long to clear the space out for the summer. Out with the thirty-seven thousand, five hundred seventy three pages of Saxon Math. Out with the Latin root word cards. Out with those creepy skeleton models which have hung there for months. Out with the construction paper model of the solar system, the cardboard castle, the spelling, the grammar. Out, out, out!
Out!
So... My project for this afternoon has been to take pictures of these things, print them, file them in notebooks as proof that we did something this year, and throw them away.
The boy has asked if his skeleton model can reside in his room from now on. I told him yes. We'll see how long that lasts.
