Jan 19, 2010 11:20
Fever's gone. Phlegm's at acceptable mid-winter levels.
This morning I walked in and Tomo had left a note on my desk to say look in the fridge - she bought me a mini-cake.
During first period I slapped together a worksheet for a lesson on diversity in Japan that had itself been cobbled together from wisps and vagaries stewing in my head for a while, but I ran with it anyway and everybody paid attention. At-least-it's-not-math kid included. They all looked interested and listened while I talked and they gave answers and it made me want to hug them for once again proving Space Cadet's assumptions about them wrong.
I can be 24 today. And a surprise!teacher, apparently.
Tomorrow is my last class-class with these sannens, and I'ma let them talk for as much of it as they can manage. Also I'm gonna teach the guys the Jets' snap routine from West Side Story, because not-math-kid and Fireboy decided it's funny that I snap and gesture at their seats when they always come in late.
timey wimey stuff,
teaching