six-four, six-three, six-four
Back to work tomorrow. Nine consecutive days without interaction with a 15 year-old. The first day back after a break is generally a great day because I hear an extensive amount of war stories. Every break is the best break ever for most unless, of course, it’s just “okay/boring/long” etc. As enjoyable as those stories are, their owners can be difficult to wrangle when it’s time to jump back into the Odyssey. Overall, it’s fine. We’ll beat the refreshment out of them with standardized tests on Tuesday and Wednesday.
I’m set to speak at Mobile Learning Experience 2011 here in Phoenix. Well, I’m not set. I’m still working on my presentation. I’m presenting on citizen journalism and it’s inexpensive execution for schools. This is my first speaking engagement. What an experience. As a second year teacher, twenty-four years old, to have people believe that you have exciting knowledge floating inside your brain is stellar.
Carter’s teeth are coming in. Two on top, two on the bottom. He is dealing with it well. I’m dealing with it well. I learn so much from him on a daily basis, who would have thought of that role reversal. Well, it’s less of a role reversal and more of a co-op learning experience.