Disruptions to the routine tend to make freshmen squirrely, which isn’t an insult; they make me squirrely, too. As this week was full of them, today was like this:
Suuuuuch a Friday.
Mrs. T and I managed to hang onto control in our Cavern of Learning, but only just. There was so much energy, so many random outbursts of laughter, and debate prep petered out about fifteen minutes before it should have. But there was enough learning happening that we’re satisfied. I mean, they’re looking at the same things congresspeople, senators, diplomats, generals, and so on have to look at. It’s all HARD.
But if they don’t start trying while they’re squirrels, they’ll never learn how to be statesmen, so I’m proud of their efforts.
I spent Block 5 doing my own learning with a few of my colleagues. The consultant who did the teacher workshop yesterday was available for small group sessions today, so we signed up for one. It clarified a lot for me. It made my head hurt, too, but it was good.
And then I went to track practice. We’re five days in, so I’m really starting to make sprinters out of our rookies. And I realized today that I’ve gotten to the point where I’ve watched so many kids sprint that I can tell a lot about their athletic history from it. Like, I looked at one boy and said, “You’re a soccer player,” which surprised him enough. Then I said, “You’re a defensive mid,” and he looked at me like I was a wizard.
Which I am.
I was also trained by a German ex-footballer (my college track coach), which helps.
After the workout, Coach T and I took everyone trekking into the hills behind our track to go sledding. We divided the kids into two teams, and gave each a sled. One kid would run up the hill, sled down, pass the sled to the next kid in line (or just crash into them… that happened a lot). The lead kept changing hands, so everyone was cheering and hollering. Gotta love a week that ends in high spirits.