Dazed in a Sentence
Welcome to this week’s Day in a Sentence, where words have as much meaning as we want them to. Without further ado — really, without any — let’s get to it with also a minimum of fuss.
For example, Nancy chooses ballagogy over pedagogy for her sentence this week.
This week has been all about adjusting to my non-teaching life and getting the ball rolling on a NYCWP Spring tech retreat.
Perfect practice makes perfect, but just a little works in a pinch, Jeff notes:
Fifteen minutes of rehearsal can yield a pretty awesome faculty band performance.
Scholar-in-training Mathew is back online:
Online grad school has started — harder now to blog and harder to submit sentences.
If Liza had a dollar for every day she wanted vacation, she’d be rich:
A long, long week is over early for me and I am glad.
Cynthia celebrates her own holiday:
The Mississippi Tech Network Symposium at Ole Miss was empowering but exhausting, so I welcomed the two-day Mardi Gras holiday before going back to school and tackling seniors and multigenre research papers.
In a moment of inspiration, Susan typed this one out:
I’m done with winter, waiting for the sap to flow and the ground to squish under my boots; thank goodness for this brief reprieve in Berkeley where it is spring already!
Sara (No. 1) observes a parental sensation:
It is highly enlightening to observe the terrifying beginnings of adolescence from this side of the furor.
Sara (No. 2) adds:
My first full week in the classroom as a student teacher has forced me to realize why teachers are always tired — much respect.
Mary mentions my math maxim:
“Marvelous math moments meant more milestones met.”
Also, her translation:
Using writing in math has helped my students make sense of fractions, decimals and percents at last.
Bonnie is politically minded these days, and she certainly won’t vote Republican:
It’s an exciting time to decide between Barack and Hillary; I’m hoping for the collaboration for the good of the country; Wouldn’t it be fantastic to believe that could happen?
Nina has a blissful moment that could be a kind of schadenfreude:
A colleague’s illness resulted in my teaching an extra three hours this week on top of the eighteen I already do, but I have to confess I enjoyed it!
This week, Murcha threw students online and watched them flail about in glee:
Enjoyed introducing students from grades 4-10 to their own blogging space and watching these digital students taking to it with ease and excitement.
Gail wishes his Gateway computer crash hadn’t taken his e-mail addresses with it:
I’m preparing to say good-bye to a small, metal friend of four years.
In the midst of Super Tuesday, my 11 and 12 year old students let me know quite clearly that they wish they could vote for the next president of the United States and that, if they had any political power, they would move to end the war in Iraq and bring the troops — including some of their family members — back home.
My professors, for whatever reason, couldn’t recommend a history to me, so I settled for a perennial classic: The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich.
I would have added a little something to it, but I just couldn’t put Nazis in the same sentence as “subscribe to my feed, please” — it looks tacky.