Hey, who are you calling old?
Never mind.
This is your reminder that your semester journey is probably at an end, or nearly so. This is your reminder that it is time to rest.
Goodnight class
Goodnight class.
Goodnight to the students sitting on chairs.
Goodnight to the books and pens.
Goodnight to the backpack.
Goodnight to the dorm and the RA.
Goodnight to cram snacks.
Goodnight to coffee and energy drinks.
Goodnight to the advisor, see you next semester.
Goodnight class.
Rest well.
(apologies to Margaret Wise Brown)
Now that the semester is over it is time to take a breath. And remember who you are outside of the confines of your classes and syllabi.
Lift a glass with your friends (if you are of age).
Read something that isn’t class related. I am reading John Green’s “Everything is Tuberculosis”.
It will all start again soon enough. I hope that the class picking and scheduling was kind to you.
Goodnight, students everywhere.
Remember it is second star to the right and straight on until morning to reach Neverland.
Dispatches from the Evening Shift 