...not a bad first day. This year has real promise!

The first day of Year 37 went well; good students, and I actually gained one in a class (a great kid), and one has withdrawn (a challenging one). 

Today, we have an assembly which will take up the entirety of my creative writing class. O well. We'll reconvene tomorrow, and start over, right? Then we have a four day weekend to look forward to: Friday through Monday, for the Labor Day holiday. Another four-day week. I don't mind, really-- but it's hard to get things rolling when it's all start and stop. And there's the scheduled fire drills, too--- ah well, it's all part of the fabric of things, right?

The weather has turned positively balmy--80 yesterday, mid-60s overnight, and mostly sunshine. Where was this a month ago? sigh. 

My new shoes that I wore yesterday were a little too big, and so I had to fight to keep them from flapping off my ankles. When I got home, those got packaged up for return. It's too bad--they were nice shoes, but NO. They were too much work to keep on my feet, and I shuffled along all day. I can't be doing that. I have enough trouble keeping steady on my feet and moving along the hallways.

That all said, my creative writing class is already showing some signs of fun! It's mostly made up of kids I've had before, but the few new ones are fitting in well. I had them do a short writing exercise, and they took to it well, and most were willing to share. There were even a couple of surprises-- some interesting turns of phrase or image that makes me super hopeful. The other class, College Comp, is made of drier material, but they seem game to try anyhow. We'll get things done, and I'll try to keep it light. 

OK, enough chatter. I have to get ready for Day Two. 

Have a good one,

C