here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap and to your(in my arms flowering so new) self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain -e. e. cummings
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Grading Purgatory
Alas, as the foreign teacher who has been at Fu-Hsing the longest, you would think I would be smarter than this. I am up to my ears in pen pal letters, interviews, and notebooks, and have more grading to do than I ever have. Yesterday and today are half days at school, which is usually cause for vacation, but instead I spent 8 hours sitting on the couch grading penpal letters yesterday and I will be doing the same today with notebooks. Alas. Well, at least I know that the pen pal letters mean something to the kids and it's better than just another test.
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