Monthly Archives: December 2011

It’s All About the Pencil

It’s a daily struggle.  You can’t forget about them.  You have to stay on top of them.  Pencils.  If you don’t pay attention to them, you’ll end up with 12 broken ones.  You’ve got to make sure they are sharpened before the school day starts.  Every time I’m in the work room, I need to bring at least a few back to the room with me.

Students are supposed to trade a dull one in for a sharp one.  But some times they don’t.  So my stash of 20 or so sharpened pencils dwindles as the day goes by.  On a good day, I end up with about 20 broken or dull pencils, and about 3 sharpened one.  But I rarely get good days.  On an average day I’ll end up with about 10 broken or dull ones.  None sharpened.   Some days I’ll sharpen a few when I have some extra time.  My goal is to go the entire day and have enough sharpened pencils to make it through the day without me having to sharpen any.  That seldom happens.

I do have 2 sharpeners in my room.  The electric one was one a student gave me last year.  It WAS pretty good.  But now it is really loud, and doesn’t sharpen so well.  I have a hand-crank one, too.  It WAS super good.  But now it doesn’t sharpen most of the pencils very well.  So to sharpen my pencils I go down the hallway to a good sharpener they have down there.  When I’m lucky a coupld students will come by before school and sharpen them for me.  But I never know if and when they’ll come, so I wait.  If their not sharpened by 8:30, I go down and do it myself (we start at 8:45).


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My Life with J (the start of the 2011 – 2012 school year)

Who’s the thorn in my flesh this year?  What name am I going to be calling over and over and over again?  Who am I going to need to stop talking and pay attention?  J_ is the name.  He frequently does’t bring his homework.  He often doesn’t return things he needs to.  I’ve got mom’s text number, and I’ve already texted her a number of times to help her remind J that he needs to show her things so that she can sign it and that he can return it.  I think mom’s overwhelmed.

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