Ah, yes, the traditional rite of spring break has descended upon us. This means I have no grading, lesson plan writing, or reaction-emailing to do for nine glorious days. I don’t mind what I do; I do value my time away to recharge the batteries. I have no big-time plans of travel to exotic lands or adventures unparalleled by the imagination’s far reaches. I have a stack of five or six books sitting by my bed, and I plan to lie in bed (or actually on top of the made bed but under a quilt) or sit in my recliner and read when my husband and son are occupied elsewhere with PS3, studying, or work. It’s tradition. I found this delightful picture on Pinterest and had to share it. My philosophy about the dreaded “I’m bored!” that people like to throw at you periodically. More anon.
The Break of Spring – I am Not Bored!