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Friday, January 15, 2010 4:05:05 PM
my students are hilarious. they have catch phrases, and awkward hairdos, and bad comebacks and predictabilities. i am zen this week, accepting who they are, doling out check pluses and zeros and wet stamps and tickets and knowing it is what it is. i have not stressed over them or patronized them or shut them down in their nine-year-old egocentric glee. we have balanced each other out.
of course, i can't say this without immediately realizing that next week will be a challenge. this is the cycle. dawit will do nothing for one more day, and jonathan will make that irritating noise, and angela won't read the poem again in the morning and skyler will beg to be first at everything. angelic will care more about fifth grade and pedro will shout everything he speaks and valentina will vanish into a crowd of more competent others. joseph will smell badly and esau will mumble 'no' under his breath and german will draw everyone's illustrations for friday's reading response because he is that good. and paula will write amazing similes. and tc will cry when he moves his clothespin. and angie will speak like an adult and write like a toddler. i could go on, and i think i must soon.
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