Just a few hours to freedom

It’s snowing, which is code for, “Hurry! Run outside between classes and throw snowballs at the classroom windows!”

 

It’s finally come, December 20^th, the last day of school before 16 GLORIOUS days of no real-life responsibilities. I love my job and almost all of my kiddos, but it’ll be nice not to have to yell, “language!” across the classroom or respond to requests like, “Can I go get Joe’s jar of pickles out of my locker?” with a straight face.

Here are today’s lesson plans:

1^st, 2^nd, 4^th periods: Sophomores

• Turn in essays
• Play winter-themed hangman, Christmas charades, or Christmas Pictionary
• Don’t kill each other
  Say this 1,000 times, "No, you can't go outside and have a snowball fight."

5^th: Freshmen

• A final test on The Odyssey (I don’t trust this rowdy bunch enough to cut them any slack)

6^th: Honors Freshmen

•  Turn in essays
• Try to survive the 45 minutes until freedom by NOT killing each other or annoying me

And here are my plans for break:

•  Move into our new house (We’ll OFICIALLY be homeowners on the 27^th! Merry Christmas to us!)
• Unpack and set up our very own house
• Read trashy romance novels
•  Bake cookies
•   Be happy
•   Sleep in as much as I want
• Drink excessive amounts of peppermint-flavored drinks
• Turn 25 (...eeek!)

Merry Christmas!