Things Your Teacher Prep Program Probably Doesn’t Teach You…
Always include a legality clause. As in… When using school computers to search the internet, do not search or comparison shop for illicit goods or activities.
Today I conducted a comparison shopping activity for my economics class. The assignment was to comparison shop for something that you are in the market to buy… like laptops or shoes.
What is more disturbing: That some of my students decided to comparison shop for uranium and hit men or that there are (apparently) at least three places to purchase each of those things on the internet?
They thought they were being funny, naturally, and hell (or the government) has not unleashed its fury yet, but lesson learned… Every assignment will now include a legality clause! :)
Teaching is never boring!
Wednesday
Loftus Lens, Rock BW-11 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
Leggings, hairy legs… They’re kind of the same thing.
Source: Flickr / cannelle-vanille
I am, in fact, still alive in the event that there was question after my last text post in which I was having a meltdown. This past week was just beyond horrible and I couldn’t get my crap together to save my life. I’m still kind of feeling that way, but I’m choosing to believe that this coming week will be better.
Besides, Downton is on tonight and no one could possibly be sad about that.
Update: I took a short, but very necessary, break to restore my sanity and this song is working for me.
Source: SoundCloud / GrillMarketing
My family are all on their way to eat at the Loveless Cafe and I am beginning my ninth hour sitting here at my desk going over tomorrow’s lesson plan, writing a *%#^(*! paper, and working on this stupid PACT with no end in sight.
Class for the next three nights and a peer critique on Thursday night as well.
I’ve already had one emotional meltdown today and I’m fighting having another.
I just need for the next two weeks to be over with NOW.
I wish tomorrow were March 5th.
Oh and one of my last single high school friends get engaged yesterday (I am genuinely happy for her), but yeah…
This fml moment brought to you by the 16th of January.
«end rant»
saturday night will commence as follows…
PJs and glasses on
Finally forcing myself to sit down and write a paper and work on the PACT (Performance Assessment for California Teachers) since the deadline is looming in 13 days.
Drinking champagne from a scooby-doo glass like a boss.
Listening to a playlist of catchy and/or trashy dance songs.
As Pink says, “Don’t get fancy, keep it dancey.”
May I just say that I’m really excited to see that so many of the people I follow on tumblr are Downton Abbey (and Sherlock) addicts? It makes my heart happy!
back to school
I returned to student teaching last Wednesday for staff development day, during which I spent nearly seven hours sitting on a plastic chair in the windowless, fluorescent-lit LGI (large group instruction) room. I also came to discover that I am the only female in an all male social studies department (advantage: no emotion-centric department meetings; disadvantage: endless conversations about politics and football). Then Thursday was the first day for students and since both economics and contemporary issues are only one semester long we got all new students and spent all day going back and forth across the school to trade in government books for economic books at the library (which, b-t-dubs, you’d think would be an easy task for high school seniors to complete…). Friday I went in for one class period just so I could be there for the first instructional day.
This week it’s back to school (USC & student teaching) full time for the next (and final) eight weeks. On one hand, I can’t even fathom everything that I have to accomplish in two months time without a migraine and an impulse to curl up in the fetal position. On the other, I am eight weeks from being FINISHED with grad school! I finally teach my first lesson on Thursday and I’m still undecided about which is the “best” class period to video. None of them really want to be here so, unfortunately, it’s kind of a lesser of five evils thing going on. That’s the disadvantage to teaching second semester seniors - the senioritis either has or is completely taking hold. I’m ready to be finished so I can relate, but it is SO DIFFICULT to teach.
Anyway, back to school mode means I’ve already hit my limit for the day - it’s only 6:45 and I think I could probably go ahead and say goodnight and sleep blissfully for eleven hours before I have to get up, rinse, and repeat.
