Kids went home at 11:00 today. Teachers had a pot-luck lunch...then off to our rooms for conferences...slow in the beginning, but by 1:00, there was no end to the stream of parents. At dinner time (provided by the district), I had to just close my door and leave or there would have been no supper for me.
For a couple of youngsters, mine was the lowest grade on their report card. For those, I refigured the grade...but, unfortunately, the grades held. No Honor Roll for them! There are a number of students who have untenable home situations. It's a wonder kids grow up at all!
I am extremely weary tonight, and I'm afraid it showed at the last of the conferences. My make-up wore off sometime around dinner time...and my hair died long before that. The parents who came late probably wondered if I need to retire. For the most part, however, the conferences went well. There are a number of parents who reported that mine was their kid's favorite class and I the favorite teacher. What does it tell us when a fat, 59-year-old woman is the favored mentor? Either I'm not strict enough, or the other teachers aren't dynamic. Maybe both!
The dog was sure happy to see me tonight!
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