Ah yes spring the season wherein twelve and thirteen year olds have not an ounce of good judgment and thus the suspensions from school start rolling in.
I was gonna do my ‘93 chapter, but since it’s so short I might wait until tomorrow to talk about it. After today I think not pushing myself is a good idea.
Oh my supreme being it is one of those days when I totally understand why people say “I’m sorry” when I tell them I teach middle school.
I mean I usually have a little speech prepared about how that age group gets a bad rep and how their tumultuous little flaws mean they need all the more adult guidance rather than less, but. There are still DAYS (a fact that one must learn to acknowledge, handle, and not take too personally in the end) and today was one of them.
Also wow I really Iike the way ClubNinetyThree crowdsources knowledge acquisition.
I need to figure out how to replicate this kinda magic in my own classroom.
Okay, once I get to six o’clock tonight, here are the plans: do my ‘93 post, catch up on tumblr inbox correspondence, work on (and finish?) my John and Abigail picture.
Classes and meetings and duties first, of course. But I’ll get there!