During the last few days while working on the master schedule when I needed some fresh air (even if humid), I have walked around the school. I realized that a school without the hustle and bustle of students, the noise, the movement, the laughter is just a building.
Graduation was about a month ago and I miss the chaos, the urgency of deadlines, the pressure, the laughter and even the tears. I have to reread this post in September. I know I will think it was crazy to complain about the quiet campus.
I do not like the strange silence and loneliness of the halls. What I miss the most is all those who make this building come alive... the students and teachers.
