Shiny and new, like the backpacks and pencil cases and faces of the children soon to walk these hallways.
Around the corner, my classroom waits. My fear each year: Will I be able to make magic happen again? I urge my feet forward, but I’m ready to bolt.
What is your first thought when you enter your own hallowed halls?
Welcome back to school?
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