We have one more day of "real" class before Finals on Thurs. and Fri. The kids were mentally ready to be finished before break. Why don't we finish the semester right before break and start fresh in January? Well, that would make sense, so we don't do it that way.
I just finished typing my final for my Spanish 4's. I get test anxiety in the reverse- I worry that it's too hard, too easy, expectations are not clearly written, questions are ambiguous, somewhere along the line I've made a huge error that will result in the entire test being completely messed up. I worry that it's too long, too short, too irrelevant. I worry that too many kids will do poorly, that too many will do very well.
Gah! Maybe my students should spend some time fretting.
I also have a big stack of make up work to correct. I. Hate. Make-up. Work. Mostly because, once I've tested over something, I move on. I don't want to think about the past. And I have all these students who want to play catch-up at the end and get all agitated about quizzes and tests that they should have made up ages ago. Again, having the Christmas holiday 6 days before the end of term does not help.
To throw a couple of wrenches into all of this, because we are on block scheduling, my time with these particular classes is now over and I will get 3 new batches of students next Wed. We get MLK day off and Tues. is an inservice day, in which we will be required to attend meetings instead of being given some professional time to get seating charts and syllabi ready. Oy. And you know how I tend to behave at meetings.
The other wrench is that our administration has decided to implement a "no back pack" policy that will go into effect on Wed. Oh yay. I understand that many schools already have this rule and that it is to be pro active with regards to security issues. However, students can also carry a weapon in their sock, their big damn baggy pants, their hoodies, or their sleeves. Our school has 6 floors, and some students do have to go from 1st to 6th. It helps to have their stuff in a backpack.
So the kids are all in an uproar about this and I'm not too happy, either. One more thing to enforce, one more thing to have to deal with and not be supported. If I want to give a detention, it must be served with me, so who's it punishing? Me. Gah.