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The Ballad of Two Students
Mar. 6th, 2018 08:31 pmFriday, students were finishing up work while I did something at the back table. Student A, whom I shall call Sally, came up to me.
“Jill (student B) asked if she can fix her desk.”
I look at Sally, and then across the room at Jill. Jill is shy, so I let it pass. Both are done with their work, so I said that Jill could fix her desk (by fixing she meant clean and organize it).
About a minute later, Jill came up to me. “Sally asked if she can fix her desk.”
I look at her. I look at Sally. I look to the heavens. And I say yes. Both desks got cleaned. Both students technically asked if they could do it. Life moves on. But why they had to ask like that is a mystery unknown to man.
Tomorrow I get to try to teach with a voice that’s trying to disappear. We’re testing this week, so I really want to be there. Plus, we’re starting our monster building projects, which won’t require much talking on my part. If it gets too bad, I’ll stay home Thursday, but I can do it tomorrow. I hope.
At least my voice chose this week to disappear instead of next week when it’s parent conferences last year. Did those sick last year and it was not fun. This way, I’ll be healthy again by next week, because that’s the way it works. Right?
111 more days until Walt Disney World!
“Jill (student B) asked if she can fix her desk.”
I look at Sally, and then across the room at Jill. Jill is shy, so I let it pass. Both are done with their work, so I said that Jill could fix her desk (by fixing she meant clean and organize it).
About a minute later, Jill came up to me. “Sally asked if she can fix her desk.”
I look at her. I look at Sally. I look to the heavens. And I say yes. Both desks got cleaned. Both students technically asked if they could do it. Life moves on. But why they had to ask like that is a mystery unknown to man.
Tomorrow I get to try to teach with a voice that’s trying to disappear. We’re testing this week, so I really want to be there. Plus, we’re starting our monster building projects, which won’t require much talking on my part. If it gets too bad, I’ll stay home Thursday, but I can do it tomorrow. I hope.
At least my voice chose this week to disappear instead of next week when it’s parent conferences last year. Did those sick last year and it was not fun. This way, I’ll be healthy again by next week, because that’s the way it works. Right?
111 more days until Walt Disney World!
