A couple of students have taken to bringing me Diet Coke after lunch. It’s just every once in awhile, and I view it as an apple for the teacher for the teacher who has a crippling caffeine addiction.

God, I love those kids.

I’m not teaching tomorrow because I’m going to learn about social justice and literacy education in Chicago, and as I left school this afternoon, I knew I would miss my students. I kind of wished I could teach them tomorrow. I called Dan to share this feeling I was having, and he brought me back to reality with his special brand of straight-talk:

“That’s ridiculous,” he spat.

And although that was kind of true, it still made me feel good about my job change.