In both our personal and professional lives, there are times when reality dictates that we must stand up and ‘end’ something. Either its time has passed, its season is over, or worse, continuing it would be destructive in some way.
Once in a while our school has half days, and the teachers spend the afternoon ‘in service,’ which I think must be a group therapy for having to deal with us.
Teachers knew every one of the students, their secrets, their grades, their home situations. And all the students knew the teachers. It was like teachers were people who finally were the most popular at school.
