And That's a Wrap

February is officially behind us and March has come in like a lamb. Today was the last day of Term 2 in our trimester grading periods (why do they do trimesters here? isn't the whole rest of the world on the quarter and semester system?).

Do you have any idea what a good feeling it is that comes to teachers on the last day of a term? Nothing more we can do. Our hands are tied. You can't bargain with us or plead. It's over. D-O-N-E, done. The grades are historically stored. Frozen, I like to tell the kids.

Here's just a snapshot of our week: basketball tournament in PE, a Utah Jazz player visited our school (Jeremy Evans), our classroom was painted (moved Heaven and Earth to get ready for that on a moment's notice), we tutored the first graders, we had a talent show (and actually got the piano all to ourselves for half an hour), we had a lockdown drill with cops in plain clothes checking our school, learned how to find the LCM (look it up), modeled persuasive writing for my class and scored a perfect score each time (whew!), cookie dough sales, inside recess, outside recess, apology letters to a science teacher, testing in the lab (good luck!), a student's mom brought freshly made bread to me (surprise!), and somehow, in the middle of all those things, we finished up Term 2. Oh, and ice cream. They got ice cream for reading almost two million minutes.