so, you're gonna have a classroom to yourself?


that's what rich asked me over the phone. yes, i said. i have a hard time buying it myself. but after watching mr. cramer and now ms. flatley struggle to give their students something, anything meaningful, i think i'll turn out alright. today, honestly, this is what the schedule looked like:

8:45 - 9:15 silent reading/individual meetings with james & meagan
9:15 - 10:00 math
10:00 - 11:45 break/walk/lunch (yes! that's an hour and a half of doing nothing!)
11:45 - 12:15 science video on light & sound
12:15 - 1:10 making posters for green club (recycle, reduce, reuse)/random trip for a few (boys only) to the weight room
1:10 - 1:40 fire drill (apparently, someone actually called in a bomb threat. way to ruin our super-unproductive day, delinquent!)
1:40 - 2:15 computers/posters (you kids decide!)

and that was a whole day. what's sad is that it's a fair and honest reflection of what they've been doing (or haven't been doing) the last three weeks. what annoyed me most was that during math, the kids were actually getting somewhere for a while. but whenever i stopped helping a student, he would just turn around and start talking to somebody else. esteban complained that it was ten o'clock, that they needed a break, and when i denied him this, he ran to ms. flatley. of course she said it was okay (she loves her breaks!), but i told her that they hadn't been doing anything, that they didn't deserve to go on a break. she quickly changed her mind and began checking to see which students had done their homework. and of course all of them said that they had, so, within five minutes, they were all out the door.

sometimes it feels like somehow, my life has turned into an episode of the office. and coincidentally, tonight's episode, a rerun, was the one where michael was so unproductive that jan had to log all of michael's work for the day.

i only wish ms. flatley would do cosby impressions, stand in line for soft pretzels, and fall asleep at her desk. then my office dream could become a reality.

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