Tragedies and Victories

Wednesday was a...um...interesting...day.

It was an "assessment" day.

The problem with "assessment" days is that the teacher has to go through tests with students individually, and the students see it as a free time.

this can be detrimental for both the teacher...and the helper.

so I was set to do reading group. now, under better circumstances, I would ADORE doing this, but unfortunately, I actually didn't quite get how the system worked. Aerisolphal usually did reading groups and I helped kids with their assignments, tending not to pay much attention.

Needless to say, reading groups that day were somewhat disastrous.

But the day did get better. I gave some kids their math test, and most of them were the more gifted ones, and those all helped to bring a smile to my face!

We all have good and bad days. Some days we get just what we want among our friends, our peers, and our work. Other days leave us a lot of trouble, stress, and hail.

But the future is looking a little better, and time moves on.

Since it appears I have forgotten to post AGAIN...

Unfortunately, my recollections of last week are quite fuzzy, but yesterday, I can speak to.

The children were challenged to to write their own stories from scratch. It was quite exciting to see the gears finally turning in there heads, and using what they learned to do something we should all learn how to do, creatively write.

Most wrote about what they did over the Easter/Passover weekend. They were all excellent reads!

OOH! I remembered something of last week! I gave the children another math assessment. This one didn't just have to do with writing numerals and knowing their meanings. This test actually had to do with reading arithmetic equations, interpreting their meanings, and even a little introductory geometry (identifying squares, rectangles, triangles, circles, hexagons, and using two right angle triangles to form a square.)

All and all, it has begun to occur to me that I will be leaving these much loved children far to soon. Perhaps this is how all teachers feel toward the end of the year? I wonder how I will be able to handle my first few classes go. I really can't say.

The future holds too many mysteries, and the river of time flows on.