Today is Friday and that means many things. It means that I will, at the end of today, have only two weeks of full time teaching left. It means that we will be one day closer to the Sabbath. It also means that we can all kick back and enjoy the 2 days that we have spent 5 days earning. Thank God for our worker friendly capitalist society! This weekend will see Hazel and myself visiting with friends and family under the umbrella tree. Very exciting indeed, especially as I have not seen Curious George in person since early-mid January (though he has enjoyed the fact that he has been a regular feature on the Strange family television through the wonders of Skype), and I have the pleasure of drinking coffee with Bess tomorrow. I'm not sure that she knows about it, or that she will be drinking coffee either, but I suppose I could stand her drinking a latte (gag). What is the purpose of latte? The only people who drink lattes are those who would like to be coffee drinkers, but lack the constitution to actually become coffee drinkers. Oh, and girls. Girls drink latte. Did I mention that I will only have 2 weeks of full time teaching left? This weekend will also see the beginning of White Shoe College's annual Spring Break, a week where we can all breathe a sigh of relief and say a temporary "good riddance" to those gosh darned college kids.
Next week will begin the 9th grade academy Civics class viewing of To Kill A Mockingbird. I don't mean to make assumptions, but considering that some of my students got visibly angry over an excerpt from the ruling on Brown v. BOE (despite the fact that it ended for the best), showing this movie is going to be, well, an experience. Check back to find out just what kind of experience it is.
Last week I had the hometown depression mentality spoken to me aloud. A student said, and i quote, "I'm tired of trying and trying. I've been just trying for 15 years and I've never been able to do anything." Wow. And now the question for myself and all of you reading this is, what do we do about this? I find that we christians are great at sending money or taking trips to other places to help the lost, but we are blind to the lost right here. We are quicker to attribute things to "the way things are" than to a need for Christ.
Now in honor of the weekend:
