The anxiety creeps in
Will we go back down to three?
The anxiety creeps in
When will we know?
The anxiety creeps in
Before summer? At the end?
The anxiety creeps in
The anxiety creeps in
The anxiety creeps in
Will we go back down to three?
The anxiety creeps in
When will we know?
The anxiety creeps in
Before summer? At the end?
The anxiety creeps in
Teachers Write 
Yep, same thoughts downstairs, too 😦
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Is your school losing a classroom teaching position? There is always so much uncertainty about staffing and what the next year (make that next week and next month, too) will bring. Whatever would make it best for you, that’s what I hope, and maybe just knowing would be enough?!
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We know this anxiety downstairs too. I hate the uncertainty.
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The short sentences and questions illustrate your anxiety well. I hope that, for your sake, answers come to you soon. It’s the not knowing that’s the hardest (at least, for me).
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I literally had this conversation with a kindergarten teacher today! It’s only March and the nerves about next year are creeping in. — your poem captures it perfectly!
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OOF
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😫
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