Dismissal was truly my least favorite time of day as a teacher, and I can’t imagine that parents enjoyed it very much, either. I remember cars being lined up around the block nearly an hour before the final bell so that parents wouldn’t get stuck in the mile-long group of cars. It usually took thirty minutes or more to get the majority of kids off the property. Since this was in Fort Lauderdale, that’s a half an hour a day of staff and students standing in the blazing heat.
For me, dismissal was more than just an inconvenience, it was anxiety-producing. There’s something slightly terrifying about sending 25 little ones off in in different directions. My train of thought often went like this: ... read more