But once a year or so, I end up running a sprint and a leg of the marathon on the same day. That’s the day my muscles can’t unclench. That day was this past Monday.
Newspaper had to upload to the printer by 6 p.m.. On upload day I read all 16 pages, editing the writing as well as the design. Once the pages are complete, I transfer them to a master document and export to a pdf, which gets proofed one last time. The day is extremely hectic, for the students and for me.
Yearbook, on that very same day, had their first deadline due. I’ve been teaching the 61 students the fundamentals for the last month and the final product, one page per student, was due to me by the VERY SAME 6 p.m.. Every one of those pages also gets edited by me for writing, design and photography.
Put that all together and I edited 16 newspaper pages (with three to four articles per page) and 40 or so yearbook pages (some kids took late deductions and turned theirs in on Tuesday). I also taught an Intro to Journalism class in there somewhere about delayed leads.
I like hectic, I really do. I enjoy the pressure of deadlines. When I was the editor-in-chief of my high school newspaper, the assistant editor would play “Pressure,” by Queen, as we rushed to finish the pages. Those are happy memories.
And I enjoyed Monday, I really did. The last thing I do when each student turns in his or her page is give them a high five. I love that moment with each one of them. I love seeing their pride in their work and their own sense of accomplishment. I love that I am there to share that moment with them.
But my goodness, I was tired as I trudged to my car at 6:15. No one should run a marathon and a sprint on the same day.