One class period--less than an hour--but the reading class that I'm teaching at school is wearing on me. I spend all my time looking fruitlessly for something to do, something to inspire, something that will accomplish
The students in the class are there because they failed their 8th grade reading test. They don't like to read. They don't want to read. They are not so great students. They are not badly behaved. They are a just a bunch of 15 year olds who'd rather be doing something besides reading activities at 8:00am in the library. And did I mention, one speaks no English and two are limited. And at least one is on and off of ADHD medication. And one sleeps as much as I will let him... And one.....well, I'll just stop there.
It's a good thing I guess that we have absolutely NO money to spend on any books this year. I don't have to worry about doing such craziness as choosing, cataloging, reading, processing new books. Yay--I'm so glad the lottery has garnered so much money for education in Oklahoma. NOT.
In case you didn't know--every dollar that is spent of lottery income on education is money the state doesn't have to give the schools??? So we are not getting new money--just the same amount. And it just happens to come mostly from low income, low education individuals who buy their daily lottery ticket. But somehow there isn't any state money for the schools anyway.... Which is why I'm teaching Reading.
But enough about that!!!!!
I'm also weary cause there's a wedding in two weeks. I've lost my mind. Truly. I head somewhere on a mission and wonder if invitations were sent to our actual friends. In the middle of a booktalk, I wonder if we bought enough candles. While setting up equipment, a vision of cake-less wedding guests pops in my head. Driving home from school, I ponder how much sherbert we need for an undetermined number of glasses of punch.
Truthfully, most days, I'm inclined to join that Freshman in an 8 am nap!
I'm channeling one or the other of these characters pretty much all the time!
Many stories herein are subject to the faulty, and sometimes creative, memory of the blog owner and should not be taken as factual, although the names and events are real! Kind of.