28 May 2011
Another year down
Before my 3rd block class left on Wednesday, one of my precious angels came up to me and gave me a big hug. Brianna is truly one of the sweetest, most sincere young ladies I have ever known. She always has a smile on her face and a kind word on her lips. She looked at me with her big brown eyes, and I nearly lost it. I told her NOT to make me cry. (Of course, as I sit here typing this, I'm getting all teary eyed.) Not all of my students evoke such emotions. Some of them bring tears of joy to my eyes as they walk out of the room. I know, I know...I shouldn't feel that way, but admit it, you've felt that way too about a co-worker, a neighbor, a family member (hahahaha).
Sadly, not all of my seniors graduated. This frustrates me because the ones who didn't should have, but it's extremely hard to have a good grade when you are absent all the time or when you never put forth any effort in class. I have two who did not walk across the field Friday night, and it isn't just because of failing English. They both have failed one other class. I had about five others who were in danger until the absolute last minute, but they completed the credit recovery course for the last term, and that gave them a high enough average for the semester.
One of the ones who did not graduate was waiting outside my room Thursday with her mother. I saw them out there before the end of the testing period, so I sent Misty a text. She went to let an administrator know, so Coach Goggans and Mr. Haynie came and told them they had to leave. (Even with the student, they should not have been waiting outside the room.) Mr. Reyes, Mr. Burton, and I met with them, and Mr. Reyes point blank said there was nothing that could be done. This student was out at least one day EVERY week, and most weeks, she was out more than that. She would be at school for an earlier class but would leave before mine. She rarely turned in assignments. When she was absent, she never asked about make up work -- until this week. And then she wanted to make up everything she'd missed, simply because she finally realized the consequences. Last night, about 9:30, I got an email from her mother saying how she hoped I was proud of myself for not taking 5 minutes to grade her daughter's research paper so she could graduate. Well, um. the research paper alone wouldn't have given her a passing grade. Mom should be proud of herself for making an effort to be concerned about her daughter's grades at 10:40 AM on graduation day. Somehow, I managed to sleep about 8 hours last night.
I'm going to enjoy my summer. Next week is the 3rd Annual Vest Girls' Beach Trip. This year, attendees are Connie, Linda, Amy, and me. So far, Connie and I are the only ones who have been able to go every year. Hopefully we'll ALL get to go in the next couple of years or so. Part of the problem is that we have an ADULTS ONLY/FEMALE ONLY rule. It isn't that we don't love our little ones, but this is our chance to get away and to do what we want to do without having to plan around nap times, feeding times, etc.
The next week, Mom and I are doing our girls' night at Ross Bridge. Maybe we can make this a yearly event, too. I still have to call and schedule our pampering! Other than doing that, we're going to just do whatever we want. I suggested going to the new shopping outlet in Leeds, so that will probably be on the agenda.
The only other BIG event of the summer is Layton's arrival. Right now, it looks like that will happen July 11th unless Jessi has something medical come up (praying that doesn't happen!) or unless she goes into labor earlier (praying that does happen...as long as no problems are the cause of it!) We're so excited about meeting our little guy and getting to know him. And spoil him and then leave him stinkin' rotten for his mommy and daddy to handle. LOL
The rest of the summer I hope will be spent at the lake. So far, that's gotten off to a great start. hahaha
Have a GREAT Memorial Day weekend, and thank a soldier.