T.G.I.F. And I mean that most sincerely. Around 2:00 this afternoon, I'd have sold you my Algebra 1 class for pocket change. But I'm all better now. Figured out what they're going to do on Monday. They'll enjoy it. Lots. Really, it will help them learn what they weren't paying attention to today.
Second quarter grades are in the computer. I just have to do something about a couple of kids who transferred in and don't have first quarter grades, so the semester grade is wrong. And I have a couple of others who should have incompletes because they were out sick so much they missed tests.
So now I have a little knitting time, and I can finish the felt clogs for
big foot my son. And start another pair for another young man who has slightly smaller feet.
1 comment:
HA ha ha ha ha!!!!! I just found your blog while surfing "Midwest Knitters." I SO feel your pain--makes me think of my 7th hour American Lit class. How can they NOT love Dickinson? Good luck!
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