It’s like a ghost town at BHSFIC today. With all the 10th graders already dismissed, any faculty not teaching an 11th grade class are getting money out of the bank (no small task if it’s more than pocket change) or they’re home packing. Most of the students are in class, but they’re not exactly eager for learning today.
I get home, ready to start my own “Spring Festival” break. Judy calls to let me know she’ll meet me at Bluche for the regular Friday BISS after-school “wind-down”. It’s fun seeing everyone again and hearing stories of their holiday break. Our trip to Texas seems boring listening to the exotic destinations that others visited.
There’s a lot of talk about new jobs, and who’s going where next year. Several of the older teachers are moving to new jobs at BISS. Others are discussing their new jobs in Bali, or Prague, or Hong Kong. It’s still weird to hear about all these international placements.