- I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three, grand mother of three, and have been married to the same man for 42 years. I subscribe to Dr. PM Forni's concept of Civility. I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, and San Diego. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy, and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader and photographer.
Friday, November 17, 2006
First Steps - November 17th, 2006
In all my years of teaching the most frequent lament I hear from students is, "I don't know how to start!" Here I find myself in the same situation. And so I'm following my own advice: I'm just diving in... An interesting week...I had to teach my English classes in the Media Center because my ceiling collapsed after a weekend rain. This wasn't really news to anyone as the ceiling's been leaking since the building was constructed 10 years ago. The origin of the leak has been elusive so every time it rained I had been teaching around strategically placed trash cans until a couple of months ago when it got really bad and I had to vacate the classroom after every rain, put my 'stuff' on a floater's cart (this is a cart used by teachers who do not have one classroom, but travel to several during a school day - ('floater' is a euphemism if there ever was one))- and take my show 'on the road.' Teaching in an open space, particularly when the space is on the second floor of a three-floor, open atrium, is a lot like herding cats. I've been working on my patience, taking vitamins, and considering taking a nap on my cart so I have enough strength to get to my car. I'm very glad the weekend is here even though I'm up to my schnutz in essays! At least it's quiet.