|Time to clean off my desk!|
I am retiring. No, not from my lab job (I don’t work very hard anyway) nor from my writing pursuits, rather from my responsibilities as School Board Trustee. Twelve years just seems like the right time to transition. It wasn’t a goal that I set in the beginning of my service. I didn’t say, “Sure, I think I will do that for a dozen years.” It just happened. I have been pondering that number twelve. What kinds of things do we do by the dozen?
We buy eggs by the dozen.
Years are divided by a dozen months and days by two dozen hours.
We attend public school for a dozen years, give or take a couple.
A dozen long stemmed roses is a significant gesture – and pricey!
Christ had twelve apostles.
Gandalf had twelve dwarves and a hobbit that represented innocence. (Think about it.)
Rehired teaching, coaching, food service, custodians, bus drivers, para-professionals, Superintendent and various district staff twelve times.
Approved twelve school district budgets.
Received twelve IHSAA passes.
Participated in Parma High School graduation ceremonies and presented diplomas twelve times.
Cleaned up Homecoming TP from my yard twelve times.
Attended twelve Regular school board meetings each year. (Okay, I missed a couple, but I made up for those with Special school board meetings.)