1. Make positive phone calls home
2. Attend away student athletic events
Okay, so here it is. I started out with a drill on what a metaphor, simile, and imagery is for a drill. Then, I had my students find examples of each in Huckleberry Finn to get some practice. We went over both, and discussed what the differences were between each. This can be…
perfffff because I’m covering propaganda and fallacies with my seniors this week after our study of Brave New World! XO XO XO
School started what? Three weeks ago? And I’ve already gone through 3 boxes of tissues, 1/2 of a huge thing of hand sanitizer, and a full container of Costco-size Clorox wipes.
And it got me anyway.
Things are not better on TeachersPayTeachers just because they’re $$$, and they are definitely not any better than the free things I can find on Google.
But neither are what I would ever use in my own classroom anyway so I just end up manipulating them beyond recognition and saving absolutely NO time (which was my intent when Googling/Teacherspayteachersing in the first place).
Ok y’all. These seniors are rough. Rooooooough. I’m pulling even longer days than I did last year just to make sure my plans are on point, my content is relevant (with like no holes), and my grading feedback is beyond personalized and detailed, but some days I’m standing in front of a classroom of blank stares and apathetic expressions and wayyyy too many side discussions and I’m just like, “Is anything working?”
Today was ‘one of those days’ and I was SO ready to roll out as soon as the bell rang. But I couldn’t. It started with one student coming in to ask a question about an essay. Then a handful of boys came in to work on quiz corrections. Then another group came in to finish up their study guides. Still more came to look at the projects I hung up. Pretty soon my room was abuzz with laughing, teasing, talking, and (most importantly? least importantly?) Brave New World.
No but actually, I know most importantly is this: when I had to kick the last few out after 7:00, one of the young men turned to me and thanked me for letting them stay and for helping out. “Not many teachers do that, Miss,” he said, “And like, this is the first book I’ve read since freshman year because you made it sound so good. And I liked it. And I think I’m going to read for your class this year.” His friends nodded.
When they walked out, I legit started crying. These kids are something else, yes, but they are so much more than just a ‘trouble’ class. They are complex, intelligent, thoughtful, and unique. They are creative, persevering, strong-willed, and opinionated. They are assertive, fiery, passionate, and witty. And they are kids. They just need to know someone is there. That someone sees them, cares for them, and is there for them (whether they did the reading or not). And so even when it feels like everything you’re doing is for nothing and nothing is actually working, something is. To someone. And that in itself is the most important thing.
Do you ever ‘wtf white people’ even though you are a white people.
Every damn day
Typically once every other minute.