MIMM: Marvelous Last Days


I grew up in Huntington Beach. Then I left home. I went to school in a neighboring city because my parents didn’t want me to go to the ghetto schools. I moved back here and worked here. Even when I bought a home in a new city, I still worked there. The 35 minute drive home kind of sucked even though it was traffic-less.

Friday was the end of that. No longer do I live or work in Surf City USA.

No more SAC lunch Thursday although I never eat it. They made spaghetti squash spaghetti and made me crave it. I headed over to Mama’s on 39th for theirs.

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Organic Frosted Flakes ice cream from SweetXO.

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Picked up donuts for my last day with the juniors and freshmen

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Juniors

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She dropped in to visit.

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Last day with the sophomores.

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Yes, we still did work.

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Loving messages from all the kids.

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…and finally recognition. I mean, I did get skipped every time they announced a long-term sub or student teacher for 2 years but whatevs.

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The important thing was that ALL THE TEACHERS/AIDES in my department came into my 6th period to surprise me with this card, a few gift cards, and hugs.

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They also gave me some loot for my new classroom.

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I also got some lovely e-mails from parents.

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One thought on “MIMM: Marvelous Last Days

  1. Ahhhh so bittersweet, leaving and moving to a different job. It’s like a huge field of emotions whether you loved your job or not. So happy for you and your new adventure. I also love love love your blog layout very nice lady!

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