Final Lesson Plan

A last firing of student work in my kiln

For the last 19 years I have been creating lesson plans. I have no idea how many I'm not much for record keeping and rarely use the same lesson twice. I guess that is the artist in me to try something new and then move on.
Well today I figured out what we will be doing for the final 3 weeks of my teaching career. I still have a week and 3 days of returning the ceramic "thumb buddy's" to their creators. Then we will do a weaving project, making a woven bowl. I had to come up with a plan that would incorporate some of the standards that I teach as well as be one that a sub could do. You see in a few days I have to go to the other side of town, during school hours to have my exit interview with the district. This will be the final step in my retirement.
While there I have to bring a check for two months of health insurance, ouch. Jan went through the same step when she retired. I guess they want to make sure that I have my ducks in a row before I make this jump.
So I wrote out my final lesson plan today. It is very brief, not nearly as detailed as the others I have written. I guess by now I know what I'm doing and I'm not trying to impress anyone or pass an evaluation or some other foolishness that has been tacked onto an educators to-do list. Not gonna miss that hassle.

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