Lately, I have been listening to the following artist on repeat: Beth Hart. Her song "Mama" is amazing. Needless to say, there's been no shortness of amazing things lately--both amazing and amazingly horrible.
One of my fantastic 8th graders wrote this completely chilling short story. He got the concept of suspense, and really knocked out a good piece. I am so excited to return it to him because he is an excellent writer. But, the rest of them all got not so great grades, which I have to attribute to either my too-harsh rubric, or something else. Maybe poor teaching. But, let's not jinx ourselves.
This weekend was Family Christmas, the first Christmas where my cousin brought a girl. The first Christmas in a few years that I've brought a boy (he-who-shall-no-longer-be-named bailed several times in the years we dated). It was filled with relaxation, presents and the moment when he looked over at me and said, "Just cuddle right here with me." Sometimes, things are right.
On Friday night, I celebrated Shabbat with my little lovelies. They are so small, and so needy, but they were so cute. I think I laughed harder at this stick-in-the-bottle game than I have at anything in months. It's like pin the tail on the donkey but...well, just say butts. It's too funny. And I felt close to them, even though it's getting more and more difficult to teach in a community in which I feel by nature excluded. But, I love them so. Who thought that would be possible?
Then there's the stealing incidents, and a million other things with which to deal on the days before break. But, in some ways, I feel good, simply knowing that I think I can't make too many wrong decisions.
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