We’re in the final throes of the school year here, and holy cow, I’m ready for vacation. Â Stick a fork in me. Â I’m done.
But then again, I’m not done, because I still have papers to grade. Â Â With the exception of eight weeks in summer, I always have papers to grade. Â Always. Â The psychic toll this takes on a person simply cannot be denied.
So I really need a Mary called Our Lady of EfficientÂ Grading. Â I could use her prayers right about now, as I wearily polish off the final stacks.
Or I could use an Our Lady of Packing, because I’m doing that too: packing up the contents of my classroom and department office desk for a move to a new building. Â I am unearthing fascinating things, like papers from students I taught in 1998. Â That would make them … how old now … thirty? Â Dang. Â I’ve been doing this a long time.
But since I can’t find any icons of Our Lady of End-of-the-School-Year Pursuits, I’ll just share this image instead. Â It is a soothing and lovely image for any week, especially a frazzled, moving-at-lightning-speed week like this one. Â May it bring you peace, too.
Song of the Angels by William-Adolphe Bougureau