Why am I the only teacher who is still making my students learn during these final days of school? We’re done with state testing at this point, so I am taking the time to further my students’ education and prepare them for next year. My students actually have liked coming to my classroom because, and I quote, “we are actually doing something worth it (coming to school, that is).” Like, really people, popping in a movie and telling your students to stay in the classroom is NOT worth it. DO YOUR JOB FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
Survived the week of EOGs and MSLs. One final week to go before summer break. We are so close!
Today has been crazy, though. Testing this morning last way too long, and then the fire alarm went off… thanks to a teacher. We all just had to laugh to keep from crying. Senior Pep Rally this afternoon, where we get to dress up and act like a senior for a teacher skit. It is going to be HI-LARIOUS! =P Good times, y’all, good times.
Yesterday was the first EOG Test of the week; it also happened to be the reading assessment. I am proud to say I survived with minimum tears! I was a nervous wreck for my kids- I didn’t let them see it though. I think they did fine… Won’t know until October. Today is the math test, tomorrow is science, Friday is history. Fun times, y’all…
EOG tomorrow. Hopefully this will be the one assignment all of them complete! The butterflies in my stomach are growing as the day progresses.
This whole week, our PTT has been spoiling us with all kinds of goodies, including sweet new staff shirts. Holla. Yesterday, I received flowers from some parents, which was super nice. The students asked why I got them, and when I proceeded to tell them that it was TAW, they got upset because they didn’t know. This morning, I come in to my classroom, where a former student is standing, holding Starbucks and her father’s much coveted chocolate chip pancakes (he runs his own cafe… breakfast is to die for there!) As she is handing it all to me, she says “Though you are no longer my teacher, I still appreciate everything you did for me last year, and everything you still do for me this year. I know I can come to you whenever and you will drop everything just for me. I love you!” Through tears, of course, I choked out an “I love you too” and gave her a hug. That’s what I’m talkin’ about, y’all!
Yup. In stores, at home, everywhere. I think being able to project my voice across a room full of busy teenagers has permanently affected my ability to modulate my volume.
Which is to say: not at all.
Yes. Someone told me yesterday when I was cheering for my girls that I was “incredibly loud.”
I can’t help it; sometimes you have to be.
One of our 2nd grade teachers climbed on top of a table in the “holding cell” at the performance last night and got the attention of about 250 children, and adults, using just her voice and clapping a couple times.
Teacher voice is a really useful skill that I forget I shouldn’t use with adults. ;)
I used it with the parents who came to cheer at our practice 5K last night. We needed their attention and I was in coach mode.
They were taken aback.
Everyday of my life. Swear.
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