…even new ones. See you tomorrow.
(Guess I coulda’ used Twitter for something like that, huh? Or Springface.)
Middle school teaching: Five shows a day, 180 days a year.
…even new ones. See you tomorrow.
(Guess I coulda’ used Twitter for something like that, huh? Or Springface.)
Seventh graders “communicate” mostly in three-word phrases. If the phrase isn’t really only three words long, they can usually pare it down. “What’d I miss?” It sounds like “Wuddeyemiss.” And it always comes right as you’re starting class. Raise your hand if you have had this happen in the past week. Past three days? Today? AAAAAARGH. They want 54 stellar, well-planned and executed minutes of instruction summarized for them in 30 seconds as the class bustles in. What did you miss? “Absolutely nothing. You might as well take the rest of the year off. CHECK THE WEB PAGE! COME BACK AT BREAK!” “Oh yeah. I forgot.” LOL (These days, they’re getting it down to three-letter phrases.) “What’s my grade?” This one is usually from the kid whose grade is in the bottom 15% , and s/he finally turned something in, and wants immediate gratification. And it always happens right in the middle of something else, something totally unrelated. Yesterday we were talking about how Charlotte is finally seeing Captain Jaggery for what he really is. (Aside: If you haven’t read The True Adventures of Charlotte Doyle by Avi, I highly recommend it. I picked it up a few years ago [...]
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Thanks for the laugh!
I shudder to think where our country is headed with all of this testing and corporate involvement.
OMG, Survivor. As one of my other favorite bloggers put it, "Survivor’s fun sponge was finally squeezed, drenching