Hearing the Final Bell

I find it funny that even when my teaching day goes well, I am so relieved…..glad…ecstatic when it is over. Today was just such a day.  I did a good job teaching and I used my free time well both by finishing some paperwork and by enjoying my lunch with some pleasant conversation.  Nevertheless, it felt like it ended an hour or two late.

Maybe I’ve got Fred Flintstone syndrome. I distinctly remember the scene in the cartoon when he finishes work with his construction dinosaur and slides off the beast right into his car and is on his way home.  That always seemed right to me.  That he did it with a large Yaba Daba Do isn’t really bad either.

Today, when the final bell rang, I was ready to blast out of the classroom and head home. I was tired, on the verge of crankiness, and just so happy that it was over.  I felt drained, as if the students had been psychic vampires and taken all of my energy with them.

In truth, I could have sat down in one of those classroom chairs and sat unmoving for a number of minutes, but I didn’t. That wouldn’t have been a solution for me.  It would have been akin to falling asleep on the subway and failing to get off at my stop and starting the whole loop again.

No, when class was over, I head for teacher’s room to get my coat and get out of there. That’s a Perfect Moment regardless of how tired I felt.

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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1 Response to Hearing the Final Bell

  1. Home time is more often than not the best time of day when you’re finished work- that is, if it’s not your dream job of course 😂 but even when it is, it’s still can be such a joy sometimes to go home and relax / socialise / whatever you have planned for the evening!

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