Sunday at work

Since I'm not really ready for the new semester (taking an overload of 31 freshmen will do that to you), I spent four hours in my classroom today.

It was just like the old days. I bet there was not more than a handful of weekends that I wasn't in my classroom at least Saturday or Sunday (and sometimes both days) my first three years teaching.

Now, I rarely stop in on the weekends.

But today it was a must.

So I got down to finally organizing my room. I'm a stacks person. When I'm done with copies of a story, I stack them on a table in my room and just keep adding to the stacks over the course of the semester. That leads to quite a pile up of copies of stories and assignments and articles and samples and books that I need to sort through and organize once again.

Yeah, I tell myself every once in awhile that I'll make a resolution to organize the stacks at the end of every week. Then Friday rolls around and I'm busy correcting, writing a recommendation, talking shop, or updating lessons . . . anything but organizing my stacks.

So I put an hour into that today and got everything finally filed away (or recycled).

I was also able to spend some time making copies of the first few weeks of readings for College Comp II.

I haven't taught Lit and Lang 9 since my first year at LHS, but I've got the teacher's text and love that the first story is "The Most Dangerous Game." I read that too, I think, as a freshman. It should be a lot of fun.

I think I'm going to stick pretty close to the textbook for this class. But, then again, I always say that and then start supplementing the readings in the book quite a bit.

I have two sections of College Comp I and am so well versed in that class that I could walk in right now and be off and running with my young scribes in a matter of minutes.

Now that the house cleaning stuff is all done, I can devote our inservice day tomorrow to finishing correcting (I still have my College Comp II MGRP and Career essays to grade) and a few things to clean up in Lit and Lang 9R and then I'll be set.

Still, as I was heading out the door, I couldn't help but pause to snap a quick picture of the calm before the storm.

But just wait until those 31 freshmen get a hold of this place!