Monday, Monday (Except It's Tuesday!)
OK, the long three day weekend has a me a little messed up. First off, I forgot that it was Tuesday and because it is going to be a late evening ("Back to School" Night) so I showed up at 7:55 a.m. This would normally not be a problem, as we all need to report by 8:00 a.m. Unless it's a staff meeting day! Guess what, Tuesday is a Staff Meeting Day!
So I got to seek out my principal and explain to him that I am an idiot and that my calendar was broken and that I won't miss any more staff meetings. Fortunately, he cut me some slack. This time.
Then, the day got weirder. One of our students here at Highland High School was killed in a car accident last week. His services were today and school was let out for the morning so that people could attend the services if they wished. I did not know the student, so I stayed behind in the school, along with all of the bussed in students that did not wish to go. Classes didn't start until 5th Period, but the services weren't over until halfway through that period, so that class was sort of a throw away.
However, in 5th Period, I did manage to go over the rubric and project submission expectations for the project that we have been working on for the last week. At that point, my "difficult" student that I mentioned last week put up her hand and said, "Will this effect my eligibility?" She is a volleyball player. "Umm.... Yeah, it might, if you don't pass the project," says I. "I am going to talk to the counsellor," she says, and out the door she goes.
The long and short of it was that she tried to indicate that she was not getting the teaching and the support that she needed in my classroom and because of that, she thinks she is going to fail. However, Mr. Ward, the principal, had been in my classroom observing last week when we had our initial difficulties and piped up to say that I was trying to work with her and support her and that she is refusing. She came back to the classroom as mad as hell, but sat down and got some work done.
After classes let out for the day, I sat down to work on grading projects. At 5:00 p.m., I went over to the gym to watch the girls' volleyball game for a few minutes. Then, at 6:00 p.m., I went back to my room to meet with parents for "Back to School" Night. About 12-15 parents came in and talked with me. Most of them parents of good kids. At 8:10 p.m., Open House was over and the Varsity Volleyball Game was in full swing. I watched the rest of that match until about 8:35 p.m. Then, I packed up and drove home. Another 13 hour day.
So I got to seek out my principal and explain to him that I am an idiot and that my calendar was broken and that I won't miss any more staff meetings. Fortunately, he cut me some slack. This time.
Then, the day got weirder. One of our students here at Highland High School was killed in a car accident last week. His services were today and school was let out for the morning so that people could attend the services if they wished. I did not know the student, so I stayed behind in the school, along with all of the bussed in students that did not wish to go. Classes didn't start until 5th Period, but the services weren't over until halfway through that period, so that class was sort of a throw away.However, in 5th Period, I did manage to go over the rubric and project submission expectations for the project that we have been working on for the last week. At that point, my "difficult" student that I mentioned last week put up her hand and said, "Will this effect my eligibility?" She is a volleyball player. "Umm.... Yeah, it might, if you don't pass the project," says I. "I am going to talk to the counsellor," she says, and out the door she goes.
The long and short of it was that she tried to indicate that she was not getting the teaching and the support that she needed in my classroom and because of that, she thinks she is going to fail. However, Mr. Ward, the principal, had been in my classroom observing last week when we had our initial difficulties and piped up to say that I was trying to work with her and support her and that she is refusing. She came back to the classroom as mad as hell, but sat down and got some work done.
After classes let out for the day, I sat down to work on grading projects. At 5:00 p.m., I went over to the gym to watch the girls' volleyball game for a few minutes. Then, at 6:00 p.m., I went back to my room to meet with parents for "Back to School" Night. About 12-15 parents came in and talked with me. Most of them parents of good kids. At 8:10 p.m., Open House was over and the Varsity Volleyball Game was in full swing. I watched the rest of that match until about 8:35 p.m. Then, I packed up and drove home. Another 13 hour day.
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