So, yesterday, we returned from Spring Break, and tried to get right back in the swing of things.
The difficulty is, the swing of things as defined by me is considerably different from the swing of things as defined by my students. I came back ready to tackle the last bits of literature and writing we needed to complete before the end of the semester. My kids, on the other hand, seem to have come back ready to tackle each other.
Two examples of this immediately spring to mind, and oddly enough, both are from the English II crew...
First we have student A, whom we will call Bones, for reasons of anonymity. Mr. Bones seems to be under the impression that the swing of things should involve his attempting to surreptitiously violently jostle his male colleagues family heirlooms, much to the dismay of the room.
On the other end of the spectrum, we have student B, whom we will call Mr. Wendall. Mr. Wendall seemed to feel that the swing of things should include at least some jack-o-lantern commentary added to every task within the classroom. This included complaining loudly at having to take notes, complaining loudly about having to use paper and pencil, and complaining at a high pitched whine, likely only heard by dogs and small rodents, about having to finish the last writing assignment of the semester.
Perhaps today will be different... at least, one hopes that the swing of things no longer collides with other student's junk.....
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