Saturday, September 29, 2012

First Quarter Report

It's over.
Now I have a week to think about what I did and how I can make it better.
Success?
Maybe.
Failure?
Sure.
I mean I knew I was going to make mistakes going in, I just tried to make sure none of those mistakes were game changers, if you will.
Luckily, I had a ton of help from the teachers I work with on curriculum.
Unfortunately, they aren't with me in the classroom and managing a class is most of the real work.
So how did I do?
I suppose my successes and failures are all in the numbers:




















Which as expected are in a sort of bell curve.
Okay, not really.
My results are top heavy which I suppose is good thing as opposed to being bottom heavy.
We, the teachers I mean, are supposed to be thinking of the two Rs, relevance and rigor, and our curriculum is to reflect the two.
Let's face it though, this is art and not rocket science.
On the other hand, it's not supposed to be a walk in the park.
Anyways, there's still a lot to learn and a lot to do.
I have to find time for more individual conferences and I have to set some time aside to make calls to home.
I have been blessed by five classes with mostly good kids, but there are the ones that are trying hard to fail.
I admit though that most of this quarter has been a bit of a whirlwind, implementing the lessons and navigating my way through all the paper work.
I can see where I need to work on some things, things that I can no longer set aside for later.
I try to manage my class time well, but I need to do better.
So is it what I expected?
Yes and no.
The good part is that I really enjoy showing up for work.  Everyday is different, new challenges and problems and rewards.
Lemme tell you, that makes a difference when you wake up in the morning.
On the other hand, there's like tons of paper work and meetings and other non teaching stuff to take care of.  I'm not complaining mind you as that's all part of the job, but they do get in the way of the primary mission.
If you know what I mean.
I gotta say though, it's a bit different doing something where making money is not the bottom line.  I mean in a way you are producing a product, but you don't always have control over the product you produce.
You can lead the goat to the grass, but that doesn't always mean it will eat it.
The grass I mean.
No matter how great a shepherd you are, not all the herd is going to follow and you will get some strays.  I suppose it's how you deal with them strays is what matters.
Anyways,  I got a week off now to think about the next quarter.
Which will probably go by faster than I'd like.
So many kids, so little time.
Or something like that.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Pyromania

Boy, the eighties.
Do you remember?
Def Leppard!
Oh yeah, Pyromania!
Awesome album.
Not what this is about.
So today, this evening I mean, was sort of the culmination of a week of stuffs at school.  Tomorrow is homecoming, you know, the big game.
Sort of.
I mean we don't really go on road trips, since even our home games are sort of a road trip, still all the schools have a homecoming game.
A tradition don't you know.
All week we had some goofy stuff going on during lunch and today after school we had a shindig that ended with the some fire.
The high school I attended also had a burning thing, but in those days the rival school came down to our school and burned a rather large P in the middle of our field.
No, the name of my school did not start with the letter P.
We had a sort of emergency assembly the next day and the headmaster threatened anyone who was even thinking of retaliation.
We were supposed to be above all that.
If you know what I mean.
Anyways, tonight was more of a controlled burn, with the fire department standing by.
We had food booths and entertainment and such before the big event.
The crowd getting restless:

















Hang on!
Here it comes!

































Oh yeah baby!
There she goes!

















Wow!
That was pretty cool!
So the band played and the football team did a haka, a polynesian dance thingy and all the girls screamed.
At least they screamed outside and not inside the gym.
Screaming girls inside a gym, boy that'll rattle your brain!
Good sized crowd and good school spirit:

















Kinda makes me wish I had graduated high school.
Sort of.
Okay, big game tomorrow.
Not sure if I'm a gonna make, but I'm a gonna try.
Maybe.