At 3:15 pm Monday through Friday I walk into my quiet 3rd grade classroom and do a quick visual sweep of the floor looking for that stray crayon under the desk or the scrap paper in the corner so that the custodian will be able to vacuum at the end of the day and I feel as though I helped him in some small way. What I no longer find on the floor of my classroom is the small pieces to the learning centers that I lovingly and tediously put together for many of my summers.
I no longer have …