I’ve come down from two weeks in mountains of the wooded/wildlife/rushing stream type and reentered modern life, with its mountains of the laundry/email/ message type.
Although, one of those messages does mention that I will get my own classroom this year. That sort of made the other 536 messages worth sifting through. I went into town today to check out the alleged classroom, but it appears to be the catchall for every other moving teacher at this point. Floor to ceiling fire hazard. I’ll check back in a week and hope it’s all gone before school starts.
If not, maybe my first period class on the first day of school will start with a bonfire in the courtyard…
I also get to trade one of my English 10 classes for Speech and Debate, which will be great fun–just as soon as I figure out what that is… I know there is a team and they travel around doing whatever it is that speech and debate teams do, and which I assume involves a lot of talking.
Therefore, I think we will start out the year by learning to listen.
I think that homework for the first two weeks will involve a lot of listening to others–audience awareness activities. By then, maybe I’ll have figured out a curriculum.
Also, someone sent me a clipping of the notorious newspaper article. And yes, they did put the post-tennis picture on the front page. (Of course.) It was a fascinating read, largely because it was all news to me–including the alleged direct quotes. Who knew that it’s acceptable for journalists to put their own words in quotation marks and attribute them to public figures? Oh wait… We all knew that. But I have to admit it’s disconcerting when you are the public figure in question. I find solace in the fact that anyone who knows me will be suitably skeptical.