Today, I…
- broke the permissions on my 7th grade history homework webpage. Students couldn’t view them.
- spoke two sentences (maybe three) at a Board of Trustees meeting, and beamed while a seventh grader upstaged me (magnificently! So happy for him!)
- drove to New Haven, ran a commission meeting, and drove home again.
- talked with one of my new colleagues for an hour on the drive there and back.
- tried to avoid controversy around using Google Forms to write quizzes.
- despaired of being a teacher
- read the first eight Google Forms quizzes returned and got my groove back.
- trouble-shot (trouble-shooted?) the homework page and embedded the eight google forms quizzes.
- Mistyped a period and deleted all the embedded forms.
- crashed my computer twice
- missed picking up my dry cleaning (what will I wear tomorrow?)
- fixed the homework page (I think)
- fielded thirty-one emails.
and still didn’t finish everything.
I wonder about one of your bullets. The “despaired of being a teacher.” I wonder if it is the time of year or a building feeling. I’ve felt it off and on for the last six years and it seems like this year it is almost overwhelming. I can’t seem to put my finger on it. I have similar days where the lists of things, both important and trivial seem to grow too long.
I think about the Todd Boss poem (I have it hanging over my desk)
http://www.toddbosspoet.com/Poems/Entries/2009/2/20_One_Can_Miss_Mountains.html
The poem both challenges me to change perspectives, but at the same time challenges me to move on.
It was totally a temporary thing. This sort of mood rarely lasts in me. Although it’s the end of term, I have huge piles of correcting to do, and I’m going to have to get up early to finish….