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I had a restful night for a change--no bad dreams. I usually dream about work or when I was in high school. The worst dreams are the ones where I'm i high school and I can't find my classes. Another bad one is the one where I have to teach a class made up of the people with whom I went to school. I tend to have those two dreams when I am really stressed. Last week, after a particularly trying day at work when the kids just didn't seem to understand anything we'd be doing, I actually woke myself up yelling. In my dream, they wouldn't follow directions in the computer lab, and I flipped! Now, I don't yell in class in real life, but apparently I do in my dreams. I scared the cats. They both ran out of the room. Today was pretty good. We begain ROMEO AND JULIET. Most of the kids seemed really excited about it. My upper level groups really got into the puns. They'll pay attention to anything if they think it's about sex. "My naked weapon is out" really drew laughs. Of course, they find humor where it wasn't intended. I'll hear kids shouting "Give me my longsword, ho!" for the rest of the unit. As long as it keeps them interested, I don't mind. |