Feeling: vindicated/tired
Listening to: humming... oh look, it's coming from me!
Reading/Watching: Vision 2020: The Future of Music Education

Today was another day of babysitting crazy, poo-flinging howler monkeys.

Either that, or I was proctor for the sixth graders during their mid-semester standardized testing. Hello, ADHD.

Saving grace was a little handwritten note (in a cute little mini-envelope made from a second sheet of lined paper) from one of my students saying,

"Dear Mrs. MegMarch,
I know you were mad today but I hope you were not mad at me. I would never talk back to you, I like you you sing pretty and I think you are nice and pretty. When they make you mad, get mad right back at them! Love, Amanda."

It made my day. And on the bonus side, I got a lot of reading done for my grad class while monitoring the test-takers. Once they were quiet, all I had to do was read a paragraph, glance around, finish a chapter, walk a lap through the room, rinse, repeat.

Plus? The little folded "envelope"? So cute.

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