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the thing about teaching is...

Ok, we went back to work today after a week-long break. I wasn't ready to go back (who ever is, really?), and none of the students were. I love my kids and would do just about anything for them. However, I hate grading and lesson plans -- probably the worst part of the job. I would much rather not really plan anything and just let teaching flow from our experiences and discussions in class. I realize this is a highly utopian type classroom to desire and that some measure of planning is essential in everything we do. But goodness, sometimes I think we are made to plan to an extreme degree.
Grading wouldn't be so bad if it weren't so subjective and complicated. You'd think marking a math test would be easy, right? Nope. Partial credit, corrections and retests make it terrible. I spend way more time than I should grading and regrading papers. Also, no matter how objective you try to be, if you know which kid turned in which paper, it's really hard not to let everything you know about that kid influence your grading. It's really hard sometimes.

Sorry about the rant.....just needed to get that out.

Now....today was a beautiful day!! The weather was perfect -- not too hot, not too cold, marvelous blue sky......mmmm :) Too wonderful to sit inside, so crackers and I enjoyed a walk around the neighborhood. Makes me sooo ready for spring and everything that comes with it.....but we are in winter, and so must wait patiently until spring is actually here.....but I do hope it hurries!!



A quote
The seasons are what a symphony ought to be: four perfect movements in harmony with each other. Arthur Rubenstein
Spring shows what God can do with a drab and dirty world. Virgil A. Kraft



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