Downhill

Every year carries a distinct flavor, and for whatever reason, these last couple of weeks were certainly nothing to cherish fondly. But now that we are midway through finals week, it should all be downhill from here — just 3 [half] days standing between us and [two weeks of] freedom.

To close out the end of 7 full years in the classroom, here are some “random”1 musings…

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Anytime a student brings me a gift or note or card of any kind, I like to take a picture of it2. This is one that a kid brought by this morning:

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Doesn’t that look nice?!

There was actually another nice looking3 bundle of homemade cookies that a student brought me this morning… but I realize now that in my haste to EAT them, I forgot to snap a picture of them. Oops. =)

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My pet rock:

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It used to have an eyeball,4 which went missing in the past week. A few years back, I once had a pet betta fish, but when it tragically passed, I was too distraught to try and take on another living animal… thus I settled for a pet rock. Now that this one has lost its eyeball, perhaps that’s a sign that pets just aren’t for me.

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According to a student, this is me. A sloth.

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Apparently, being associated with a sloth — characteristically speaking or otherwise — is a GOOD thing. You know you’re getting old when these things cease making sense to you.

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I always find it amusing when students refer to themselves as my “favorite”:

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Hellooo?!? I’m a teacher. We don’t have favorites. =) 5

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And finally, a funny that a student left next to an illustration on a problem about our beloved pig dice:

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lol. I have no explanation. =)

  1. but not truly RANDOM, in the scientific / statistical sense of the word. Which, by the way, “random” has got to be one of the most mis-used words in the English language… []
  2. I actually have a dedicated folder in my Dropbox for these that I have compiled over the years []
  3. and nice-tasting! []
  4. singular — just ONE eyeball []
  5. Yeah okay, that’s a lie. Kinda like when parents lie to their kids and tell them that they don’t have favorites. It’s just one of those things we’re supposed to say. =) []