classroom

The classroom is a mess. I hope to have it fixed up before the students arrive. Right now, I feel like swimming. avoidance
syndrome, I suppose. I know all teachers on traditional tracks feeling the ambivalence of returning to the pressures of a new school year. No news from the son in Iraq yet. I sent him a package hope he receives it soon. This war is senseless. I have
trouble believing that we are bringing democracy to the Iraqi people. I don't think it is worth the lives of American soldiers, or the lives of the Iraqi people. I think any country assisting us at this point is bold to say the least. I wonder if that woman is still camped outside Bush's property.