I've been neglectful of my cyber-friends this past week~buried under a mountain of mixed metaphors & split infinitives, also known as student papers. I realize that all I really need is a swift kick in the pants to get me going on this grading janx. But, alas, I am the quintessential procrastinator. Keep looking ahead to Thanksgiving Break, thinking this, too, shall pass when the celebrations commence.
Just part of the ebb & flow of being a high school teacher, I reckon. At least I'm not a college soccer player, although Elizabeth Lambert might just give me what I need~plus a whole heckuva lot more, I'd say...
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I know what it is like to grade 200 essays. It left me brain dead. I had to grade about 700 Haiku. That left me comatose & slobbering. I don't even want to know what it must be like to do the volume of papers you do.
Hubby just graded some midterms and is petitioning the university to allow him to give L's, J's, and N's. He actually had a kid leave the exam after ten minutes. *sigh*
I can barely handle my own kids, not sure I would dare to try to teach a room full of teenagers! Thanks for stopping by.
I don't think I can understand what you are going through. But I have a friend who is teaching in a diploma course and he always complains about the grading.
You're missed, but it's totally understandable!
I am a teacher too! Right now I"m homeschooling my 3 year old, who is a genius! : )
Thanks so much for stopping by my blog!
Oh, and that soccer girl needs to get HER butt kicked! Yikes!
I am always amazed at how many bloggers are so organized and on top of things that they never seem to take time off.
I am not that way. Life takes over and I actually have to work while I am at work! Can you believe that? It's terrible.
hehe, it's uneasy to play that sport if you are a women i guess...but maybe it's funny ;)
have a sweet day!
justyna
high school kids can be very difficult. hats off to you, teacher.
**standing ovation**
high schoolers...wow...you are awesome!
It doesn't sound like you're having much fun! I'll send over a pie.
Thanksgiving and a nice long weekend are right around the corner...does that help at all???
I hear ya. If I have to read one more crappy paper about allegory in "Dr. Heidegger's Experiment" (and the myriad variations of the spelling of Dr. H.? Do NOT get me started...), I think my eyeballs will bleed. Why didn't we become art teachers? Their grading has to be waaaaaay easier.
I took a few days off and feel soooooooo behind now!
You have to work when you have to work! Hope it all looks good and straightforward! xx
I am so far behind in the blog world and the real world. It's crazy.
That soccer psycho scares me.
Come back when you can...and we do miss you.
I saw that vid tape before. When she pulls that braid.. what a bitch.
She has some serious anger-management issues:)
It was very interesting for me to read the article. Thanks for it. I like such themes and everything that is connected to this matter. I would like to read more on that blog soon.
Oooh I remember days like that. Definitely no fun at all.
Holy buckets. I cannot imagine how those girls she is abusing don't suddenly just gang up on her and get it over with.
Grading. One of the best reasons that I love being a volunteer mom and not the teacher anymore. The reason it's not your favorite? Because you want to provide meaningful feedback that could actually help a student improve his writing, even when he doesn't care. You're a great teacher. ;-)
Every time I see the ponytail pull I flinch. The interesting part was that I saw this clip after it happened and before I even knew that the girl who's head is jerked back goes to THE college in the area in which I live. Just a bit of trivia. Cuz I know you care.
I always want to hug you for being a teacher; never kick you. Teachers are my heros.
I have the same problem! Some weeks I have better luck defeating the procrastination deamon, others....not so much.
High school teacher, a praise worthy profession if ever there was one. I'll be finished up my education degree - early childhood. Not sure I have the patience for kids over 8, and the attitudes they can often possess.
Tanks for stopping by my blog!
I know exactly what you mean. I have the same Frank gene. Or is it being journalists? I've also had to plow through a pile o' work (thankfully) this week. But as we say in our SF household, "Gotta Make the Donuts !" :)
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