Finals week...Updates to follow.
What A Long, Deranged Trip It's Been....
Just shy of three weeks left of the most ulcerating experience of my life.
What do I have to show for it?
The inability to deal with loud noises after 3pm.
An extra eight....OK ten pounds around my mid-section.
Rolaids residue on everything I own.
A bar tab to rival Norm Peterson's.... Well, Not that bad...Maybe Cliff Clavin's some weeks.
A few hundred missing from my checking account used on school supplies and books.
Hours of missing sleep.
One student who will be going to college in the fall who barely knew English when he moved to the states last year.
A young man who did NOT get his head caved in by an angry mob during the passing period.
About ten students who have promised to read more Shakespeare this summer, on their own.
.....Least importantly, two credit cards, paid off.
I have been told by many of my students that from now until the last day on June 22nd, I will see very few students. Once the seniors have taken their finals, all students feel they have earned the right to stay at home.
According to some vet teachers, that is why the school year is so long in the Chicago Schools. If the last day is June 22nd, kids stop showing during the first week of the year. If city schools ended the year the same time as their suburban counterparts, which is typically the first week of June, kids would be MIA at least two weeks before Memorial Day. Of course this explanation for the longer year is complete hearsay, but there is a reason why I post anonymously. I see it, you read it.
The lower attendance made for a productive day. I don't believe there was one fight today the building.
I was only threatened once today. A young lady with whom I have had countless problems with all year (and whose mother works at the school) decided to tell me that she should slap my "bitch-ass" for "giving" her a D on her progress report. She said that she does "all her work" and should be getting at least a B.
Here is my grading scale:
To many of my students, the scale should be more like this:
Shows up to class once or twice a month, but always does work when in attendance, "I deserve a B."
Does half of the work and does the work half-assedly, "I deserve at least a C."
Shows up to class everyday, does no work, talks throughout class, "I deserve a D."
Completely delusional, "Gimme a A, muthafucka!" (sic)