Day Sixty-Seven

Most of my APUSGOV students came in tired. It’s the end of a tough week: lots of homework (research papers for me), grueling winter sports practices, and everything that happened Wednesday. I was tired, too. 

Luckily, it was a light class. I wrapped up some info about impeachment (spillover from last class), then lectured on “advice and consent of the senate.” It’s easy enough to grasp. 

Also, we had cupcakes. 

Last year, my brilliant little class decided that when the government shuts down, we should eat cake (because if you can’t have a government, you should at least have a cake). That tradition evolved to include eating almost cake (cupcakes) when the government almost shuts down. Congress managed to kick the budget battle down a few weeks, so. Cupcakes. 

In World/English, Mrs. T and I introduced the second part of The Epic Africa Book Paper and Research Project: choosing a topic the book they just read (ie- apartheid, if the student read Born a Crime or Invictus), researching it further, and putting together a multi-media presentation. 

We let students pick their own seats with the warning that we would assign them again if it got rowdy. I got my stopwatch out for work time, break time; and I specified how much research should be done by the end of the double block (notes and citations for at least two sources). Needing to provide that much structure is an adjustment, but our students are benefitting from it it, so we’re okay with that.

I spent my prep time going over the upcoming classes with Mrs. T, modifying assignments for a particular student, and grading some book papers. Then I went and inflicted my evil interval workout (the one that earned me the nickname “Satan”) on my sprinters. 

After that, I made myself presentable for a holiday dinner party. I find myself talking about teaching a lot at parties, and this one was no exception. People just have lots of questions about the profession- and, since I teach government and politics, there are even more questions! I certainly don’t mind, though. I love what I do, so I’m happy to talk about it.