As the NCTE buzz of awesomeness wears off, most attendees are left with the afterglow of energizing exhaustion.
So many great ideas. So many fantastic educational insights. So many tremendous authors. Too much in too little time and yet, so happy to head home.
For me, as always, it’s the real people that make the conference so special. I have made friends – the likes of which I only see once a year at the Annual Convention – and yet, as I get older, and we see one another year after year, our bonds become more deep and more special. (I know, I know, it’s a revolutionary idea that you can actually be friends with someone that you actually have met face-to-face… especially as I type this in blog-post format to be read by many online friends I have, the likes of which I have never met face-to-face.)
I’ve never been part of any real “organization” and yet, being a part of NCTE year and and year out feels like a right fit for me. And the idea that it’s an organization started 100 years ago by a group of semi-outraged English teachers sick of the buffoonery of the policy-makers, well… maybe that is why I feel as if for an oinker like me, this is my kind of mud.
Next year we convene in Chicago. I say that to plant the seed now. If ever you have had the itch to attend the National Conference, next year is your year. Chi-town is a great city, the talent, programs, and people who are gonna come in from all over the country is sure to be fantastic and when it comes time to say goodbye 12 months from now, you too can experience the afterglow of energizing exhaustion.
NCTE rocks! Officially.