|Wyatt at SIG with Emory's mascot- Dooley|
This sabbatical year is about new adventures and breaking out of the same old routines. I have never taught summer school much less taught at a summer camp for the gifted. This is definitely a new regime.
How did I get myself into this you may ask? (Believe me, my husband has asked me that about a thousand times this past week.) It all started innocently enough. While attending the National Association for the Gifted Children (NAGC) convention in Atlanta this past fall, I met the coordinator for the Summer Institute for the Gifted (SIG). When I saw they had a camp at Emory University, I was interested in sending our son, Wyatt. The coordinator suggested that I teach while Wyatt attends to off set the expense of the camp. Great Idea! But no way would I give up three+ weeks of the summer if I were starting back to teach the last week of July when pre-planning begins for teachers in Cherokee County. When we decided to take our sabbatical leap of faith in April, I applied for a teaching position with SIG and registered Wyatt for the camp. So here we are at orientation.
Classes begin tomorrow.
First SIG, then Sabbatical....