I got a card from one of my students last night, too. I almost broke down in tears. She’s such a keener, such a go-getter, and she never hesitated to speak up - gosh, she’ll do great things. I deserve very little credit for that of course; it’s almost more heartening that she took the time to write to me. I don’t expect or really want this to last ( Read more... )

Our friends with the drills and hammers are back, and the noises they make can be disruptive - when I was administering a spelling test today, comically so. M., though, caught a lucky break. Just as the word "clanking" came up in reading class, one of the workers outside started banging on a pipe with a hammer. Perfect timing ( Read more... )