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Maybe I'm just turning into a wimp, but I was starting to get that hot feeling just trying to explain how commas go before beginning a quote, and at the end of the quote all punctuation is supposed to go on the inside. Then of course, I had a to use a sample sentence that required the class to capitalize and punctuate "mr" as in the abbreviation for "mister." In one class, I couldn't find anyone who could identify a problem with the sentence:
“I think your spelling has improved,” mr Trudgeon said.
I guess they were tired, or I was boring and un-engaging, or something of the like. But I still went home depressed, especially when I reflected that I had just punched in over 30 zeros for no-name quizzes the night before, and only 3 students asked me about the "missing" label in the gradebook the next day. I'll print out reports in the morning, staple them to planners, and require them to be returned the next day under threat of detention. It's the part of the job that sucks, but I know--me and my 3 months of paid vacation should probably quit crying about it.
Especially when I get to report Hallmark moments like these: Out of the blue, a student gives me a 3X5 card.
"Pick one," she says.
I look, and she's printed "Starbucks" on one side, and "Coffee Bean" on the other (By now the kids have noted my affinity for coffee. Plus the fact that I have to visit the facilities before almost every period clues them in).
I told her I usually just get coffee, but I really like white chocolate mochas. The next morning, I pass her coming in from morning duty.
"It's in your room."
And there it was, with a little "From Jessica" note propped up against it. I snapped a quick picture with my cellphone, but I doubt I'll forget this one anytime soon.
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Still Coffee-Addicted, I See.