Dark and Stormy Night

We finally turned the car toward Buffalo a little after 3 yesterday afternoon. A steady rain was falling, the sky was heavy and so was the traffic. It took us 90 minutes to go 30 miles, but I kept a white-knuckled grip on both the steering wheel and my holiday cheer.

The storm was tracking from the south, and steady rain and scattered fog was with us all the way. Fortunately it stayed a couple degrees above freezing, even in the Pennsylvania mountains, and traffic then was understandably very sparse. For miles at a time, our hi-beams were the only illumination on the dark, wet road.

Except for the Christmas lights! From Virginia to New York, up mountains, across valleys, in towns, on country roads, and off the side of  the interstate, they shined through the storm on the second longest night of the year.

And we arrived safely a little after midnight.

Not Quite There

Our plan was to leave by noon and run a couple of errands on the way. That way we would reach Buffalo in time for a late dinner.

Um...

Auld Lang Syne

With a small sigh, I turned the key in my top desk drawer, stepped out into my classroom, and gave it a critical look. 28 chairs were neatly pushed under 7 tables. The bookcase was a bit of a mess, but I preferred to think that was because kids were looking for something to read. The 20 cans my homeroom donated for the food drive were neatly stacked on the computer cart, with its full complement of laptops charging. My desk itself was clear of everything but the shiny sub plan folder we had been issued to organize all the necessary resources a substitute teacher might need. I knew that it held rosters, student pictures, seating charts, and detailed plans for the next two days, but still I paused. At last I crossed to the door, turned off the lights, and locked the room.

School year 2018 was out of my hands, and I was on vacation.

Corny Like a Fox

"My soul is just a shinin"! It's shining through!" said a student this morning when I asked him to get his reading book from the shelf.

"Great!" I answered. "How about shining over to get your book?"

"It's a shinin!" he replied without moving. "Shining bright!"

I could see that the conversation was going nowhere, so I tried a different approach. "I see that!" I told him. "Keep on shining! Brighten our day!"

"Now that's just corny," he scoffed, heading over to pick up his book.

"Sorry!" I shrugged, and hit play on the audiobook.

You Can't Handle the Truth

I looked over a few minutes before lunch to see a student wailing despondently, head on the table. "Hey, now," I said, "what happened?"

Full disclosure? This student is known for extreme emotional outbursts, which certainly doesn't mean such behavior should be dismissed, but I did approach the situation with some prior experience.

She pointed to another student, also no stranger to classroom disruptions. I raised my eyebrows at him. He shrugged and shook his head. We waited for her to speak.

"I asked him why he hates me so much," she managed to choke out between sobs.

"And...?" I asked.

"...and," she gasped, "he told me!"

Status Report

The weekend has passed in a holiday blur, but I am pleased to report that the tree is fully decorated, and the cookies are baked, and the gifts that are here are wrapped, and those that are not here are on their way. There is also a fire burning, a little soft Christmas music playing, and I am wearing red and green, feeling pretty darn good.

No Tech Friday

The wifi was down for most of the day at school yesterday, posing quite a dilemma for teachers who have been encouraged to integrate technology into every lesson. To be honest, it took me a minute, but I finally came up with an activity that would allow my students to apply what we have been learning to their self-selected reading. It also incorporated movement, collaboration, and competition.

Here's how I started: I'm going to give you a 3 x 5 card and a popsicle stick...