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Colleagues as Friends

The long haul to break is here. We still have a little over a month until our spring break. Kids are tired and stressed and teachers are tired and stressed. Luckily we have our normal short day today as we have PD every Friday afternoon. It’s another day of rain and while yesterday it made me feel cleansed, but today it makes me feel drowsy. I long to go home and curl up with a good book and a hot cup of tea. Despite my grogginess, I’ve found some joy in my colleagues who have gone out of their way to make me smile. One of my friends and colleagues came up to visit one of my classes during her prep. I haven’t seen her in what feels like weeks and quickly catching up with her was a breath of fresh air on this dreary day. Today I concentrate my gratitude on supportive colleagues who have becom great friends.

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  1. Those colleagues who become close friends are truly a joy. Their friendship and support is something to treasure. They always seem to know when you need a little encouragement or something to make you laugh.

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    1. Thanks for reading Jennifer! Yes it’s so great to have supportive colleagues, including virtual ones :)

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    I long to go home and curl up with a good book and a hot cup of tea.
    Glad friends helped you get through your dreary day.

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    1. Thank you so much for reading Sally! I’m glad you could appreciate this line. It’s a conmon feeling on rainy days for me.

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  3. Colleagues like these are the best! I had lunch with three like that today and it was wonderful!

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    1. Thanks for reading Jaana! Yes it’s great to carve out some enjoyable time in the middle of the school day.

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