The Little Things

Some days you want to swear and pull your hair out. Some days you just have to laugh. Some days you have to take a picture of a vocabulary quiz and share it with the internet. 

Some days I have to remind myself that even when my kids are aggravating the heck out of me and pushing every button they can possibly find, they just want to be seen as individuals. Funny, caring, smart, struggling, overwhelmed, totally human individuals who need to remind people--sometimes in the most unlikable, un-human way--that they aren't just a score or a test or a filled desk. That they are a person, and sometimes, they're just a person who likes to doodle on their vocab test.

Sometimes, You're Reminded Why...

As any teacher can and will tell you-loudly, near tears probably-the end of the year is...hectic, crazy, hard, exhausting, draining-I have a list of adjectives that would work for this. The weather changes, the kids know the end is near, extracurricular activities pull the kids from school. It's a crazy time in the world of education.

So like most teachers, I'm drained. Throw in the fact that I'm eight months pregnant and I'm doubly drained. My kids are antsy and lacking much in terms of motivation; and it's at that point that I'm asking myself "Why did you want to be a teacher again!?" And then, moments like today happen. One of my senior boys, who I've now had for two years, came to talk to me quick during my English I class. This student is usually quiet, quick witted and sarcastically funny, but it takes some pull to get him to show that side of himself. ANYWAY. (I guess students aren't the only ones with little focus.) He came to see me during English I, just to tell me that he'd got great news-he's received a full-ride scholarship that covers the cost of ALL of his schooling, books and equipment included. And he didn't know who else to tell, but he knew I'd be happy for him.

Oh, that's right. Moments like the quiet kid sharing great news with you first because he knows you care are why I chose to become a teacher. I'll take the headaches, the exhaustion, the antsy kids for moments like this one.

Rome is Burning?

In my English II class we're currently reading Julius Caesar. One of the kids asked if Caesar or Brutus was the ruler when Rome burned. I said, no that was Nero, he played his violin while Rome burned. That exchange brought up the following....

Student One: Wait....so is Rome still around?

Me: Yes...you can't burn a country out of existence. It more burned the culture out of existence, but not the land mass.

Student Two: Rome's still around--it's just extra crispy.

Well then.

Baby Names

I'm having a baby in June, my students are mostly thrilled. In addition to having a tally on my board about what gender baby is, they have tried their hardest--and silliest--to name Baby S. Today as I'm sitting here before class starts, one of my juniors runs in.

Student: Mrs. S! I have a name for your son!!

Me: Okay? Hit me with it.

Student: Grahm. And his middle name should start with an R. Grahm R. S. As in Grammar. 'Cuz you're an English teacher.

I'm impressed.

Fun with The Iliad

To make this make sense: my freshmen are currently blogging as characters from The Iliad, to keep things fair and avoid fighting-because apparently everyone wanted to be Achilles-we drew for parts. This is comical in itself, as we have a male Helen and female Zeus, among others. In fact, the following quote was by one of my boys who drew Andromache, Hector's wife. Today, as he was trying to write a blog post about his "husband's" fighting during the chapters we read he goes....

Student 1: Well, who was my husband even fighting?

Me: Ask him if you can't remember.

Student 1 (Progressively louder): Husband, oh husband!! HUSBAND! HEY! HUSBAND! (Finally walks over to "husband") Oh, husband whom I love so much.

Well, at least they're getting into it. :)