packing…

David and I are moving on Monday, so we’ve been pretty busy packing. While packing my desk up, I found some spreadsheets from last year where I checked off students’ homework and often graded discussions. Scribbled around the edges (in addition to my absent-minded drawings of flowers, a lady bug and a birch tree) are some notes of things I didn’t want to forget.

While we were discussing Kerouac’s On the Road, students were fascinated by the relationship between Dean and Sal. They hated both of them and simultaneously admired both of them. I jotted down what one of my students said of Sal, “When he’s alone he shows a little bit of softness.” Yes, yes, yes! I keep rereading it and smiling…

I also wrote down three quotes from Zora Neal Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God that my 2nd period class found particularly beautiful:

“Have some sympathy fuh me. Put me down easy, Janie. Ah’m a cracked plate” (20).

“Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman” (25).

“You’se something tuh make uh man forgit tuh git old and forgit tuh die” (138).

While I started the first week of school incredibly anxious, I felt pretty great yesterday afternoon–and I’ve almost learned all of their names!)

Okay, back to packing…

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