They do, I tell you, they do! (That was acting.)
Tomorrow, I'll be out of the classroom for the seventh day since school started, owing to day three of a three-day textbook training.
I am, of course, totally jazzed about this. Because the training, for which I was registered at the extreme last minute and mostly without my knowledge, is super relevant to my curriculum and not at all a waste of my time.
Oh. Wait.
On the bright side, I'll be able to grade almost all of the work I left with the sub -- a slightly easier task, as most of seventh period opted not to complete the work for two days in a row. (Oddly, the only student who completed both day's assignments is the girl who, just before the bell on Monday afternoon, threw a textbook at another student's head. I don't quite know what to make of that, but I'm glad she turned herself around.)
Fourth period, the class that brought me endless amounts of grief for the first few weeks, received mostly good reports yesterday and today, in keeping with their recent improvement. Fifth period, despite receiving THE WORST sub reports I've ever seen (the sub said today, "This was the worst class I've ever taught!"), turned in lots of work, almost all of it really thoughtful and insightful. They're the chattiest class I've ever taught, ever -- 22 kids, and 15 of them rated as "socializers" on the personality profile I gave them -- and while they're really smart and capable and will definitely be a Pre-AP class by the spring, they desperately need a coteacher in the classroom (my coteacher has been at her own training for the past two days, and her sub never showed up in my classroom). I love those kids to death, but I can see where a single sub would have issues.
Anyway, tomorrow's a quiz day, which will make them good and angry (even though the quiz announcement has been on the board literally all week), and they should be ready for me to come back on Friday. God knows I'm ready to get back into the classroom. We'll finish laying the groundwork and build up some real, solid curriculum, and everything's going to be fantastic.
Do I sound excited? I am excited.
(Oh. Still no A/C. I'm almost past the point of caring, now.)
I am, of course, totally jazzed about this. Because the training, for which I was registered at the extreme last minute and mostly without my knowledge, is super relevant to my curriculum and not at all a waste of my time.
Oh. Wait.
On the bright side, I'll be able to grade almost all of the work I left with the sub -- a slightly easier task, as most of seventh period opted not to complete the work for two days in a row. (Oddly, the only student who completed both day's assignments is the girl who, just before the bell on Monday afternoon, threw a textbook at another student's head. I don't quite know what to make of that, but I'm glad she turned herself around.)
Fourth period, the class that brought me endless amounts of grief for the first few weeks, received mostly good reports yesterday and today, in keeping with their recent improvement. Fifth period, despite receiving THE WORST sub reports I've ever seen (the sub said today, "This was the worst class I've ever taught!"), turned in lots of work, almost all of it really thoughtful and insightful. They're the chattiest class I've ever taught, ever -- 22 kids, and 15 of them rated as "socializers" on the personality profile I gave them -- and while they're really smart and capable and will definitely be a Pre-AP class by the spring, they desperately need a coteacher in the classroom (my coteacher has been at her own training for the past two days, and her sub never showed up in my classroom). I love those kids to death, but I can see where a single sub would have issues.
Anyway, tomorrow's a quiz day, which will make them good and angry (even though the quiz announcement has been on the board literally all week), and they should be ready for me to come back on Friday. God knows I'm ready to get back into the classroom. We'll finish laying the groundwork and build up some real, solid curriculum, and everything's going to be fantastic.
Do I sound excited? I am excited.
(Oh. Still no A/C. I'm almost past the point of caring, now.)