Shannon has just informed me that it is something called nablopomo. Which apparently is a movement to block everyday for the month of November. I seriously doubt I can stick to this regimen, but it’s been on my list of things to do so I’m gonna go ahead and try.
It also is Movember. Which I’ve come to understand means I need to make a first attempt at actually growing facial hair. I doubt that a “beard” would fill in much on my face, but I’m certainly willing to give it a try.
I’m nearly done grading the first truly indepth assignment for bio this year. As much as I don’t relish the dozen or so hours it takes to grade them, I am actually enjoying the process and it’s certainly enlightening on what the students need, can produce and understand. Exemplars are powerful for things like this, and a clear thoughtful rubric designed by yours truly I’ve come to learn is also essential.
Oh how I long for the days when I can build a fully integrated and deliberate curriculum for a class I have been able to teach more than once.
And yet, today came the reminder to all the new teachers that we need to make ourselves indispensable, else we run the risk of being cut with the failure of Prop 103.
My daughter is amazing. She is ever so happy and a smile from her simply melts my heart. Every day I am more and more grateful for her presence and anxious for her to develop further so we can interact even more.
