Progress...

When I hear or think that word, I think of Harry Potter...5, I think: "Progress for the sake of progress must be discouraged." Freakin' Professor Umbridge, man. What a troll!

I have made a lot of progress, though. Thanks to my mom who is my drawer/cabinet measurer and liner I have almost my entire apartment lined and filled with stuff. It has been determined, once again, that I have too much stuff. This does not come as a surprise and, with less square footage now than I had before, it shouldn't come as a surprise that I am running out of room...and yet, here I am...surprised.

I'm down to the last few boxes (I think there are maybe 3) and then the remainder of the organizing begins. I want to be done by Friday because I'm going to be a hot mess and a half on Friday and I cannot be held responsible for doing anything semi-functional on that day. Why? Friday is the AP Exam and, I have to tell you, I am a little concerned about the lackadaisical attitude it seems most of my kids have at this particular point in time. It is my assumption based on the work submitted, or lack thereof, that very few will actually take it. I hope I'm pleasantly surprised.

I've been holding Zoom sessions all week to help students by answering questions or addressing concerns or going over broader context or just letting them vent...and so far I've seen two students in my Zooms. To be fair, I've heard from several others via email or text but still not the 110 that would be sitting down to take it if we were still having our normal school days. In fact, they would've already taken it last Friday and I'd be free from stress...until July when scores are released. I hope more show up tomorrow. My APUSH counterpart made a review video today with some broader context and information mixed in and I also shared that with my classes so even if I knew they had watched that I would feel better.

I am not very reassured here.

It's also nothing I can control so that's a weird thing for me to wrap my brain around. I think what makes it the most difficult is that we aren't able to agonize over this together. If it were a normal school year, the other APUSH teacher and I would be able to commiserate for the majority of the day and stress over how they did or were doing...after we rounded all of those who were trying to skip the exam up and delivered them to their testing location. That's half the fun! If you don't plan to take the exam then don't show up to school! Sheesh!

It's definitely a broken record but it's such a weird year. So weird. And it doesn't seem like next year will be much better so that's super fun.

But, it'll be fine. It's fine. I'm fine. Everything's fine.

Fine.

Aubs