How can I have the Sunday Night Blues...
... when there are only nine days left?
But I do. Ugh. Lesson planning is done until the end of the year. Everyone is on final end-of-the-year-projects (well, not the 6th graders... I wish I could think of something for that... I should...) either poetry books for ELA, or make-a-boardgame-for "The Age of Exploration" or "The Enlightenment", for Social Studies. And after the poetry book is done, which should be this Thursday, we get to read and then do Readers' Theater for "The Monsters are Due on Maple Street", which is an enjoyable Cold War allegory from The Twilight Zone. And then we get to watch it, and maybe also watch the one about William Shatner coming home on a plane after a nervous breakdown, and seeing an abominable snowman on the plane's wing, trying to sabotage the plane. But no one else can see it! Just the once-again-crazy guy!
I SHOULDN'T have the Sunday Night Blues!
Bah. I'm just going to go to bed and read. I'm on the second-to-last (boy, I'm liking the dash tonight) medieval mystery series about Isaac of Girona, by Caroline Roe. A blind Jewish physician in post-plague Girona, in the kingdom of Aragon. It's before (about a century before) the expulsion of Jews from Spain, fucking Isabella of Castile, and before the Reconquista, though the Jewish quarters are under pressure, and courtly exchanges between Moors and Christians are fraying. I like the series. It's a little slow moving, but it definitely does well with the setting.
Speaking of reading, I am going slower this year, on my goal of an average of a book a day. I put in 365 again, on Goodreads, but I am only 24 or so books ahead of where I should be. Last year I just kept getting farther ahead. Maybe I'll catch up over the summer. REREADING, baybee. (I still do that to comfort myself,
springheel_jack).
But I do. Ugh. Lesson planning is done until the end of the year. Everyone is on final end-of-the-year-projects (well, not the 6th graders... I wish I could think of something for that... I should...) either poetry books for ELA, or make-a-boardgame-for "The Age of Exploration" or "The Enlightenment", for Social Studies. And after the poetry book is done, which should be this Thursday, we get to read and then do Readers' Theater for "The Monsters are Due on Maple Street", which is an enjoyable Cold War allegory from The Twilight Zone. And then we get to watch it, and maybe also watch the one about William Shatner coming home on a plane after a nervous breakdown, and seeing an abominable snowman on the plane's wing, trying to sabotage the plane. But no one else can see it! Just the once-again-crazy guy!
I SHOULDN'T have the Sunday Night Blues!
Bah. I'm just going to go to bed and read. I'm on the second-to-last (boy, I'm liking the dash tonight) medieval mystery series about Isaac of Girona, by Caroline Roe. A blind Jewish physician in post-plague Girona, in the kingdom of Aragon. It's before (about a century before) the expulsion of Jews from Spain, fucking Isabella of Castile, and before the Reconquista, though the Jewish quarters are under pressure, and courtly exchanges between Moors and Christians are fraying. I like the series. It's a little slow moving, but it definitely does well with the setting.
Speaking of reading, I am going slower this year, on my goal of an average of a book a day. I put in 365 again, on Goodreads, but I am only 24 or so books ahead of where I should be. Last year I just kept getting farther ahead. Maybe I'll catch up over the summer. REREADING, baybee. (I still do that to comfort myself,
springheel_jack).