Well, first of all, I have to say that surviving my first semester as a teacher has been something of which I am particularly proud. Now that I am a couple weeks into my second, everything seems much easier (although, it's still difficult). Our high school is on a modified block schedule, which means that I have all of my students every day for 90 minutes. After a semester is over, it is as though they had an entire year's worth of a class. (and it feels like it, too) This is what I found on my whiteboard after the last day of school before Christmas:
In case you can't read it, it says, "We Love you Ms Miller. We will miss you, have fun with your new Kids" Now, ignoring the obvious capitalization and punctuation flaws, which still make me cringe after I spent a large amount of time explaining those rules, that's really sweet. It made me smile, and I was glad I had my camera with me.
Okay, here's my official new interesting occurrence of the year:
In case you can't read it, it says, "We Love you Ms Miller. We will miss you, have fun with your new Kids" Now, ignoring the obvious capitalization and punctuation flaws, which still make me cringe after I spent a large amount of time explaining those rules, that's really sweet. It made me smile, and I was glad I had my camera with me.