I have a ninety minute planning period every day. One of my pet peeves is people who call this a "free period," because it's anything but. Today, this is what I did during my planning period:
1. Ran around to five classes to announce the Outward Bound meeting tomorrow.
2. Printed out a kid's essay that he e-mailed me, proofread it, checked what class he was in 7th period, and delivered it to him.
3. Revised my To Kill a Mockingbird soundtrack assignment from last year so I could print it out and run copies for tomorrow morning.
4. Called three parents of kids who are sliding.
5. Started grading my first batch of To Kill a Mockingbird essays. Got through five. Since I promised to have them back for the kids the next class period, I took them all home. I'll try to grade them in between tables tonight at the restaurant for the big Valentine's Day dinner.
6. I didn't even get started on my "The Scarlet Ibis" handout I want to have ready for tomorrow. It's going to be a late night.
Obama’s “War On Journalism”?
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Serious idea. Instead of calling it Obama’s war on whistleblowers, let’s
just call it what it is: Obama’s war on journalism. — Eli Lake (@EliLake)
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2 comments:
Yeah, you and I both know that there's always a person (or two, or more) in every building who will abuse the planning period somehow.
But they're also the people who won't promise immediate feedback on assignments, who probably don't assist in any extracurricular activities (or participate in them unless they're mandatory), who have photocopied the same damn worksheet so many times that it's got big black blobs all over it and is nearly impossible to read, and have a "come get it your own damn self" attitude about things. But wasn't their car awfully dirty a few hours ago? It's looking pretty good now...
Bah on them.
I like hearing about your teaching stuff. I'm in grad school for Education right now.
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