In which our plucky heroine talks about student teaching...

Pictures, soon, I promise.

Despite having today and yesterday off for the Jewish New Year, I'm scrambling to finish my homework before tomorrow. I am teaching four AP and college level classes tomorrow the joys of works cited, according to the MLA (I'm more of a Chicago Manual of Style girl myself, but eh).

I have the PowerPoint for the SmartBoard ready, I have the "Cheat Sheet for Works Cited" prepared, the formal lesson plan finalized in writing (I have it in my head and in jotted notes. I know how the lesson has to go. I just need to write it formally for my teaching portfolio), my fingernails are painted...

And I'm panicking. After the first lesson, I sail through the others, but it's that first lesson that always makes me nervous. And that my four hour class is tomorrow and I haven't finished that homework. Semesters past, not being in bed before 10 p.m. did not fluster me. It does now, especially as I'm getting up at 5:15, to be out the door by 6.

Back to the never-ending pile of work.