Ahhh, summer! To tell you the truth, I’m not a huge fan. Part of it is the heat, but a bigger part is the unstructured nature of it. I don’t do well without structure. My summer alarm clock? About an hour later than my school year one, which is 4:50 AM. Yes . . . in summer, I give myself a whole extra hour of sleep. Each summer, I bring home books to read, books I swear will help the following year. And each fall, I schlep them back to my classroom having given them an exquisite taste of what life is like on outside of school. Yet each summer, I vow to be better with the organization. Nothing, however, seems to work for…