On the actual day of The Test I am stuck "actively monitoring" the students which consists of walking around the room the entire day. No eating, no computer, no Iphone (which is normally attached to me at all times), NO NOTHING. Why bother breathing?
Anyway, a good way to describe this test is this picture, that I stole of off my friend's blog. (One of her students drew this.)
HeeHee! Torture All Keller Students!! Kids are so darn creative!
Oddly enough, after the test was over, three police cars, and ambulance, and a fire truck show up at our school parking lot. What now? Oh, no biggie, just a stabbing out in the playground. Oh. What's that? The stabber's on the loose? Fantastic! Cue helicopter.
Okay really? Walking into my classroom with a shattered window and my cute red and black containter with Post-It Notes inside stolen sucks, but not classified as working in the hood. Second break-in with LOTS stolen: I must work in a thuggish area. Stabbing? When did my school become a part of the ghetto?
It's no joke that I put my life on the line going to work every day to teach the future of America. I should get an award or something. Or at least a bullet proof vest. Because who knows what might happen next...