4-18 10:25 AM F!
Well, I'm doing this in class again. I gave the kids "quiet time" so I could finish reading the newspaper and write these three pages. It's quiet time, but the noise level keeps creeping up. I had my evaluation with the Assistant Principal. It was positive. She commended me for my rapport and for sharing my technological skills. I didn't have the nerve to tell her I would not be back. I have to switch a couple of computers from one room to another at lunch time, so I'll have to eat fast. We'll play softball after lunch. There's three and a half weeks left with this class, then I go after a job at a new school near the house. Two or three years there, then I move to a new house and a new school. I didn't get a chance to do my pork chops yesterday. So I'll do 'em when I get home. I've got to clean my room, too, and drink my beer and wait for Phil and Lisa while I type. Hopefully, they'll want to meet Carlin, Rachel, and Barb in Pasadena. Carlin and I will nail down a time and place to meet after the game. My life is nuts. There's still fifty minutes until lunch and almost four hours until I can go home. What else? It's hard to think with all the chatter and movement these kids generate. The weather is nice. I can't wait to go home. I can't wait for the school year to end. I can't wait to be retired. I wore a tie today and corduroy pants with a soft denim shirt. I need a change. I've got to make copies for the programs Robin gave me. How will I get to the bottom of the next page? Luis just scraped red chalk over a page of notebook paper. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Masterpiece," he said.
I should have about four hours free time before Lisa and Phil show. I don't think I'll treadmill tonight. The kid grabs his buddy's wrist and closely examines his buddy's watch. "Is this watch waterproof?" he asks. "Yes," his buddy replies. "Good," he says and spits on it. The kids are cleaning the room now. We have half hour to go until lunch. When I'm done here maybe I can read some more Youth in Revolt. We're going to finish the "Time For Kids" article about Jackie Robinson.
Well, I'm doing this in class again. I gave the kids "quiet time" so I could finish reading the newspaper and write these three pages. It's quiet time, but the noise level keeps creeping up. I had my evaluation with the Assistant Principal. It was positive. She commended me for my rapport and for sharing my technological skills. I didn't have the nerve to tell her I would not be back. I have to switch a couple of computers from one room to another at lunch time, so I'll have to eat fast. We'll play softball after lunch. There's three and a half weeks left with this class, then I go after a job at a new school near the house. Two or three years there, then I move to a new house and a new school. I didn't get a chance to do my pork chops yesterday. So I'll do 'em when I get home. I've got to clean my room, too, and drink my beer and wait for Phil and Lisa while I type. Hopefully, they'll want to meet Carlin, Rachel, and Barb in Pasadena. Carlin and I will nail down a time and place to meet after the game. My life is nuts. There's still fifty minutes until lunch and almost four hours until I can go home. What else? It's hard to think with all the chatter and movement these kids generate. The weather is nice. I can't wait to go home. I can't wait for the school year to end. I can't wait to be retired. I wore a tie today and corduroy pants with a soft denim shirt. I need a change. I've got to make copies for the programs Robin gave me. How will I get to the bottom of the next page? Luis just scraped red chalk over a page of notebook paper. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Masterpiece," he said.
I should have about four hours free time before Lisa and Phil show. I don't think I'll treadmill tonight. The kid grabs his buddy's wrist and closely examines his buddy's watch. "Is this watch waterproof?" he asks. "Yes," his buddy replies. "Good," he says and spits on it. The kids are cleaning the room now. We have half hour to go until lunch. When I'm done here maybe I can read some more Youth in Revolt. We're going to finish the "Time For Kids" article about Jackie Robinson.
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