The professor and Mary Anne....

Okay, all of you who read this may now refer to me as "Professor". I taught the first session of my graduate class last night and I had fun. I think my students were happy, too. It's a course about secondary literacy and literature. It's chocked full of science and math teachers who have to take a course on literacy. It'll be fine. I have a ton of strategies to teach that can be applied to text book reading and content area class (ie science, social studies, and math). There are 19 adults in my class, and I have to say, it's weird the way they looked at me...like I know everything. Strange, but we worked past it.

In other areas of life:

• My neck is killing me. I think it's from the stress of doing the first day of the course. It started to hurt when I got into my car after class. It feels horrible, but is easily managed with ibuprofen.
• Eating is crap. I just can't get focused. I think I'm going to to have to make myself something extra special for dinner tonight, like Rachel Ray's Mexican Meat-za, but make it Core. I think that's a plan and a half.
• It's a quiet week here at school because it's Regents week. For those of you who don't live in NY, Regents are a bunch of heinous content knowledge exams put out by the state that are actually fairly difficult. If you're a special education kid, like most of mine, and you don't pass them, you have to take the Regents Competency Test (RCTs) which are so easy it's almost sinful.

That's all I've got for now. Maybe I'll be back later if something crazy happens here...you never know with Regents week...high stress and emotional disturbance make funny bedfellows.