So it’s another Sunday at home. The guys went on a field trip to Zoo America to test out our new HersheyPark passes and then to go see MeMe and Pap, so it’s quiet here.
Just me and three very lazy cats, a sleepy dog, and a rather industrious guinea pig.
I hate to say it, but I’m here in my red Snuggie and Mickey Mouse jammies at 6 PM waiting for the microwave to let me know that my popcorn is done.
The computer is open and on, tons of tabs open in my browser – Gmail, Google Docs, Edmodo, a couple of blogs I’m working on and a couple more I’m getting ready to comment on, the yearbook website. In another window I have the grade portal website ready to log into when I get the last of these assignments graded.
Grading is not one of those things I like to do. Seriously. I would far rather give feedback over and over and over, to conference and guide my students to become better readers and writers with endless opportunities for revision.
But I have to, eventually, sit down and put a GRADE on their work.
This is one of the most frustrating parts of my job because that grade seems to signal the end of something.
But I don’t want their work to be done until it is the best they can do.
So I’m dreaming up ways to do what I do better, to put off the grading and focus on the growth. To focus on what’s possible rather than what’s done. To reflect on what we do as writers and what we want to try to do better. Right now I have some ideas, but they are fuzzy around the edges. I’ll dig through some notes, talk to some students, look at what I have available to see what I can test out with this last marking period.