And tomorrow I'm off east for an educators' conference. Not much blogging, but maybe I'll get some interesting shots to share with you.
All rough drafts are graded and given back. Now the final copies are coming in. They should be quicker to grade. But as a teacher, grading is a never-ending thing. Kind of like the telephone ringing, if you're a receptionist.
I'm sleepy!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
The skit:
Here's a link to a website that has the SNL (Saturday Night Live) skit I was talking about.
WARNING: The website owner has an icky word in his text, just to let you know. And SNL, of course, is not for the faint of heart. If satire offends you, avoid this. They satirize EVERYONE.
WARNING: The website owner has an icky word in his text, just to let you know. And SNL, of course, is not for the faint of heart. If satire offends you, avoid this. They satirize EVERYONE.
And again tonight,
I'm grading (only) 3 research papers, 24 study sheets, 24 essays, and reading half of a Poe short story ("The Pit and the Pendulum" in case you wanted to know).
And skipping community choir rehearsal, because I just don't have time for everything, right now.
Someone is mowing a lawn outside, and it sounds comforting. It's nice to know that someone, somewhere, has time to tend to grass blades.
Adam will make funnel cakes this evening. He had batter left over from making them at school for his students. He makes his classes funnel cakes if the class maintains a certain grade average.
My students love my classroom now because I keep a mulled cider-scented candle burning. Mmmm.
On a totally unrelated topic, if you haven't seen the SNL skit online, about the Wall Street bailout, you should hunt it down. It was hard to find, because the liberals want it removed, of course. I found it through Michelle Malkin's site. Hysterical.
And skipping community choir rehearsal, because I just don't have time for everything, right now.
Someone is mowing a lawn outside, and it sounds comforting. It's nice to know that someone, somewhere, has time to tend to grass blades.
Adam will make funnel cakes this evening. He had batter left over from making them at school for his students. He makes his classes funnel cakes if the class maintains a certain grade average.
My students love my classroom now because I keep a mulled cider-scented candle burning. Mmmm.
On a totally unrelated topic, if you haven't seen the SNL skit online, about the Wall Street bailout, you should hunt it down. It was hard to find, because the liberals want it removed, of course. I found it through Michelle Malkin's site. Hysterical.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
I graded
six research papers over the weekend. That may not sound like much, but it's grueling work, especially when the student has done a slip-shod, half-baked job. I'm supposed to edit it and turn it into a work of art. Of course, the less work they've done on the front end, the less I can do for it when I get it. Rather like a plastic surgeon in that regard.
Only 3 days of school this week, and then I'm off to an educators' conference. That will hopefully be a nice break. The students will be THRILLED, I'm sure :)
Only 3 days of school this week, and then I'm off to an educators' conference. That will hopefully be a nice break. The students will be THRILLED, I'm sure :)
The Second Fret
Yesterday after a visit to "Sally's" (Salvation Army), I dropped by a new business in downtown, a coffeehouse/music hall called "The Second Fret." I'd read about it in the local paper, and was interested.
In small-city America, we really don't have nice places to go to have something to drink, sit with a friend or spouse, and talk. If we go to restaurants, we are expected to buy meals, spend $35 and leave when the last forkful is gone. We're there to eat, and please clear out of our tables so the next eaters can have a seat. No fun.
The other option is bars, which is also no fun: sleazy, smokey. Well, you know. Not the kind of place I want to hang out. However, a person can go there just to drink. And drink...
Europe has coffeehouses. Why don't we? Starbucks has made a splash, but it's so industrial. I was excited to see this little locally-owned business. It's clean, family-friendly. I love the cozy reading area in the back. That's where Adam and I sat last night. I leafed through an anthology of modern poetry (and found some interesting stuff, I'll add!), and Adam read a dab in a book on Korea. A guy on guitar was playing to an audience in the next room. We saw a family from the school, with their 2 middle schoolers in tow. 2 men behind us debated over a chess board.
Adam was still recovering from his dunking booth experience, so he was achy and tired, and we didn't stay as long as we might have. But I hope we go back. The only difficulty with THAT, is that we've made our living room just about the most cozy, inviting place in town for us, and it's hard to leave :) Besides, we still haven't finished the last portion of the Alexander the Great documentary we're watching. Perhaps tonight.
In small-city America, we really don't have nice places to go to have something to drink, sit with a friend or spouse, and talk. If we go to restaurants, we are expected to buy meals, spend $35 and leave when the last forkful is gone. We're there to eat, and please clear out of our tables so the next eaters can have a seat. No fun.
The other option is bars, which is also no fun: sleazy, smokey. Well, you know. Not the kind of place I want to hang out. However, a person can go there just to drink. And drink...
Europe has coffeehouses. Why don't we? Starbucks has made a splash, but it's so industrial. I was excited to see this little locally-owned business. It's clean, family-friendly. I love the cozy reading area in the back. That's where Adam and I sat last night. I leafed through an anthology of modern poetry (and found some interesting stuff, I'll add!), and Adam read a dab in a book on Korea. A guy on guitar was playing to an audience in the next room. We saw a family from the school, with their 2 middle schoolers in tow. 2 men behind us debated over a chess board.
Adam was still recovering from his dunking booth experience, so he was achy and tired, and we didn't stay as long as we might have. But I hope we go back. The only difficulty with THAT, is that we've made our living room just about the most cozy, inviting place in town for us, and it's hard to leave :) Besides, we still haven't finished the last portion of the Alexander the Great documentary we're watching. Perhaps tonight.
Friday, October 3, 2008
We survived Homecoming
Philip at 7:30 this morning. NOT ready for the school day, but he's there anyway.
Adam is the greeter in the car line this week. He is always cheerful to the middle schoolers as they step groggily out of their cars.
Isn't this cute of Anna? She is in the Culinary Club at school. Recognize the apron, Mother? She is having fun with this group. We sold these apples at Homecoming.
Philip with his 2 best friends. He is having a great senior year. This evening, they are all at the Homecoming dance. Of course, he claimed he didn't want to go, but he changed his mind! So did Peter! Only Anna isn't there; she is with her best friends, at a sleep-over.
Poor Adam got royally dunked in the dunking booth. It was filled with water from a firetruck, and icky water it was. He was cold and miserable and sore. All for a good cause.
Adam is the greeter in the car line this week. He is always cheerful to the middle schoolers as they step groggily out of their cars.
Isn't this cute of Anna? She is in the Culinary Club at school. Recognize the apron, Mother? She is having fun with this group. We sold these apples at Homecoming.
Philip with his 2 best friends. He is having a great senior year. This evening, they are all at the Homecoming dance. Of course, he claimed he didn't want to go, but he changed his mind! So did Peter! Only Anna isn't there; she is with her best friends, at a sleep-over.
Poor Adam got royally dunked in the dunking booth. It was filled with water from a firetruck, and icky water it was. He was cold and miserable and sore. All for a good cause.
No bloggin' right now!
I have to go back to the school for Homecoming! Soccer games! Face painting! Sore feet! Wet husbands in the dunking booth!
And I get to meet our new headmaster, hopefully.
See ya later!
And I get to meet our new headmaster, hopefully.
See ya later!
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