It’s that time! My online course is ending and our final project is due tomorrow. I’ve locked myself away from all distractions to punch out a stellar project through today.
Anyone wishing to entertain me while I head through this adventure can do so by pestering me on Twitter!
I’ve become that student…
Earlier today I was awaiting my assignments to be graded by my professor. I was startled to see that I only received 5 out of 14 points for my primary assignment, dropping my overall grade to a 78%. Unlike my studeous years in high school and college, this actually bothered me to the point that I contacted my professor today to inquire on what I did wrong. It turned out that she was in the middle of grading and it hadn’t been posted yet.
Fascinatingly enough, when all was said and done, I did receive all the points. For the first time that I can recall I actually am holding a 100% after three weeks (halfway through) in the class. That also means I’m halfway to the point of getting my teaching license back. It’s alright to consider the grade trivial, but for one reason or another, it actually means something to me this go-around.
On time, and with time to spare…
All assignments turned in, all discussions posted, and all readings done. I’ve finished my first week of class!
…only five more weeks to go…
It’s all worth it though. Even if I’m without a classroom next school year, I just want my license back. At the moment I truly don’t feel like I belong inside the school I’m at because of my lack of certification. It’s a hard pill to swallow, that’s why I never try to get a student to understand that I’m an instructor. Technically, I’m not, I’m there to assist them with their studies, and to assist their instructors. Don’t get me wrong though; I can’t wait for the moment that I’m able to hold onto my documents and be acknowledged as a licensed educator in this state again.
How often do we actually attempt at having fun? I can’t quite remember the last time I could admit to that…truthfully.
Today I got my entertainment and my opportunity. The school I was at had a large population of high school aged individuals who just lacked…humor. It was dark, quiet, and felt more like a prison then a school…so…I decided to add some humor.
A student came into class with a inflatable crayon; this part is very, very factual. I had asked him to not allow it to become a distraction [which it did]. So, while he was at lunch I grabbed the device and began to deflate it. However, halfway through I had a better idea…
Stage its death…
Thank you students of pre-calculus at North Kansas City High School for the laughs!
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