Today I:
- tripped over a girl's backpack.
- stumbled over the phrase "World War I" for 10 minutes.
- made the kids who forgot their textbooks march back to their lockers...and counted them tardy (I was that teacher today).
- dropped my notes 5 times (yes, five times) in one class period. What does that say about me?
- paused mid-reading to my 7th hour and proclaimed, "I feel like I'm talking to a wall." Blank stares. So I continued, "Are you guys just so incredibly exhausted?!" Blank stares, blink, blink. "Oh my word!" (yes, I used the cliche, totally over-used Heidi/Mrs. Carlson phrase). Blank stares. Suffice it to say, new reading strategies will be used tomorrow during 7th hour. Tired students = exhausted Mrs. Carlson. Current mantra: the students should be working harder than the teacher. I need to make that a reality.
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