I came home from work beyond shattered. It was a long day, and a wet and snowy commute.
Not too many lessons today, but some complex marking, setting up catch-up tests for a few, reviewing the material-flow for the coming terms and supervising a chemistry Olympiad because the chem team is short-handed. I am improving my digiboard technique and managed to get some good responses and actual thinking out of the fourth-years (US 11th grade?). Some of my guys went in for the mathematics Olympiad: I am ridiculously proud of them.
I stumbled home and made cheese fondue with the boys. They made me smile and reminded me of what we fight for, why this is a good game. Teaching is making a larger circle of light, the spreading of reason and compassion into the world. It is worthy of every effort.