By this coming June, these numbers will be accurate (some numbers are estimates):
3,150 young minds moving through my sphere of influence. (Will be over 5,000 by career's end).
About 1,200 serious, typed, double-spaced, big-points essays torturously written and torturously read.
650 Friday afternoons at my desk listening to the laughter and shouting slowly fade from the campus, after the last bell.
4 serious fist-fights in my room.
Fifty-five readings of the play "The Diary of Anne Frank" (I can still quote lines verbatim).
One cup of coffee laced with Ex-Lax.
~ 7,500 items collected (the majority bought with student money) in the form of canned food, raised for the local food bank.
~150 football games attended (I've missed a few).
3 blown overhead projector bulbs.
One dropped and destroyed laptop computer.
A file full of thank-you notes, cards, and letters.
3,240 recitations of the Pledge of Allegiance.
Fifty-four photographs on my wall, and in my desk organizer, all scrawled on the back with well-wishes from thoughtful students who don't want to be forgotten.
And I'm not even 2/3 the way done.
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