That blissful July hour isn’t what you think it is. Here’s what that July hour means.
That yoga class? It’s actually an hour spent after school consoling a student struggling with anxiety.
That walk in the woods? It’s actually an extra long weekend at Solo & Ensemble.
That soft serve ice cream on a Tuesday night? That’s eating ramen in February because musical rehearsal went long.
Bodysurfing in Lake Michigan? More like not seeing the sun for a week because your classroom doesn’t have a window.
Teachers cram 12+ months of work into nine months. It’s those hours in July that make this possible.