Final class week. Then exams, Then Summer!

Yes, I'm counting.  Three days of classes, Field Day, Exams for seniors, Exams for everyone else, Clean up and summer!  I am an interim teacher at this school.  My job has posted online.  I have not re-applied for it.  I think I'm going to apply for every other science teacher job out there first.  This town is just too small and too narrow minded for me.  I know that small towns are known for that, I just didn't think of it when I moved down here.  Mainly, I was thinking of the low crime rate.  I miss restaurants and theaters, zoos and museums, and alcohol.  I never really drank that much, mostly when I eat mexican food and watch Alabama football, but man do I miss it!  Mainly, I miss friends.  The only people I know here are teachers and I only know a few of them. None of them live in this town, they live in the bigger city up the road.  One of my students today told me that he heard I would be moving to the lower grades next year.  I asked who told him something like that.  He said he couldn't say.  I told him I heard he was going to fail 11th grade.  He yelled "That's a lie!"  I said, "Oh.  We must have talked to the same person."  Well, I thought it was funny.