Currently sitting the the Indianapolis airport, I begin my journey, or I guess I end it. See ya childhood! This was my last weekend "home." Indianapolis will always be home, but for the next 2 years at the least it will be New Orleans, LA, which is the furthest thing from where I pictured myself a few years ago.
My long weekend home for the 4th of July was nothing short of perfect: good food, good people, and good sleep! The sleep part almost seemed like a foreign concept considering my lack of it over the past 5 weeks of Institute. Institute (noun): a whirlwind of information and sessions and training and practicum and lessons that mold you into an effective teacher. Miss Fischer Institute (noun): an eye opening whirlwind of information and sessions and training and practicum and lessons that mold me into a more confident person who thinks that one day she can change the world. I will... at least I hope.
I have one more week, 4 days to be exact, to change somethings at the public school I am currently teaching. These kids, my students, are a handful and a blessing and teachers for me. Everyday I learn something new about them, myself, my confidence, and/or my ability. So, as we come to a close of my life at Institute slaving away in 8th street apartments at GA Tech, I realized I am closing one chapter of my teaching career, a chapter I am more than happy to close. This chapter is called "OMG I Am Completely and Utterly Petrified. Who Am I To Think I Can Teach?" This is also a close to the chapter in my life of being a life long Hoosier. Paige and I had a good talk about this, and it's the perfect time to explore a bit although I have a feeling I'll end up back here (not the B airport terminal but Indianapolis in general). So, wish me luck at my last week of summer school before I hop in the trusty Edge and drive the long road back to my new home in New Orleans (that is if my battery starts).
