Last May I wrote about the continuing perils of my desk calendar. Just the other day the first blotter of 2014 went blotto. It happened when a student leaned way in to tell me how he really shouldn't have to do the class assignment when he was in the middle of a really good part of his book.
Perhaps if I was a bit more sympathetic, my 13-day-old desk calendar would still be usable. As it was? "What was that water even doing there?" he huffed before stomping away to do his classwork.
Perhaps if I was a bit more sympathetic, my 13-day-old desk calendar would still be usable. As it was? "What was that water even doing there?" he huffed before stomping away to do his classwork.
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