I need all your eyes, because this is the most important thing I’ll say to you all day. Ready? Okay. Here it is: this is NOT homework.~ the response was so excited it was comical
- That shit.
Processing via verbal vomit…
So strike me down: I will play the
damned game and format my typed lesson pl*ns the way you need me to for tomorrow’s “friendly visit” from the state. But never ever again. I will not spend the majority of my Sunday doing work that helps me not one iota and pays me not one cent.
How I feel about getting tagged in donation challenges on fbook: yes, I recognize that __________ is a great cause, I would never argue otherwise, but I frequently donate a lot of time and money to what goes on in my classroom which is also a great cause if you ask me.
There are two girls in my second period who are super excited to share the goings-on in their lives with me, pretty much every day after class they’ll pause to chat. Normally this bugs me, as I like to mentally prep for the next section, but not from these ladies. Because, you see, one day the word ‘fandom’ came up in class.
It was relevant to the conversation, so when someone asked what it was, I answered, and the conversation carried over to fanfiction — but when the next comment from someone in the popular-jock-prep crowd edged on the wrong side of judge-y, I nipped it in the bud by sharing with the class that I used to write fanfiction when I was in high school and I strongly believe it contributed to my strong writing skills.
There were curious and/or taken-aback looks — from that fellow and many others — that said “oh” or “well then” around the room, but not from those two previously mentioned girls. Their expressions communicated only pure glee.
[Ma made sure I was always firmly on Team Underdog.]
..that I’m going to spend the first few days with my honors sections next week analyzing The Most Dangerous Game (aka actually applying the literary terms they know and love, and discussing the roles they play in an author’s writing) and introducing the reader response journals at the end of the week. They’ll do their first on TMDG.
And then I’m going to jump right into the pre- stuff we need to go over for The Iliad and The Odyssey. So excited that it’s that time again.
Perspective is an amazing thing.
You were playing a football team and your girls were playing soccer.~ my dad, who made it out to the JV game today because we were only an hour and a half from my hometown
My mad is [still] practically tangible.