I spent another day working at school. First I slept in, because that is such a luxury. Then I went to school. I got papers graded, lessons, planned, reading circles re-worked, and book report rubrics typed. I got an extraordinary amount of work done, if I do say so for myself. I had to push hard, because today I’ve been invited to a co-worker’s house for a Super Bowl party.
One of my jobs was to get some student artwork up on the walls. The sixth and seventh graders did representations of some people (and gods) they have been learning about in History. The eighth graders wrote quotes from Abraham Lincoln. I got some antique-looking paper, some actual feathers (from the store, not a chicken), and some thick black paint. They copied quotes onto the papers so I could hang them on the wall. I think they look really nice.