Here goes nothing. . .

So, Dr. H handed me the reins & let me teach this week, and as usual, my typical default reaction in retrospect is laughter.

Wow. I think the students see me as some kind of pushover substitute, and consequently they try to get away with as much as possible. Of course, it didn't help any that they were all riled up about the election's results . . . but they seemed to be engaged in my "Making Babies" lab once prodded. Teaching 5th period outside (!) was an unexpected challenge, thanks to a pipe of raw sewage that conveniently exploded outside our classroom. . . go figure! I'm so glad 6th period is smaller, and therefore more manageable. Although I had 2 marriage proposals and one baby named after me, I could be stretching it a bit, but I think real learning may have occurred? Yeah, right. Whatever.

I realized that some of his students have already missed more than 20 days of school, which means that they won't be allowed to advance to the next grade. Or graduate, even. (All of this would assume that they pass the class to begin with, which would take considerable effort on their part.) Therefore, their apparent lack of interest in science is somewhat understandable.

On a completely unrelated note, my Palm continues its annoying habit of spontaneously wiping all memory. . . and always, of course, at the least opportune moments. So much for my attempt to remove paper from my life. Grrrrrr.