So ... this semester ...
I have two small classes, both longer than usual. They're an hour and a half each, meeting once a week to discuss and critique a major project. I have one eleventh grader doing college level work. I have a bunch of brilliant middle schoolers, two of whom I know well .... and then ... and then I have a third grader.
She's in with the big boys and girls, and she's not at all intimidated. She, dear hearts, is doing trig for math. Now she's going to tackle the literary world. ... Occasional Reader should have my job. Just sayin ... Or Anthony. Anthony could handle a cute little third grader who plays with dolls, chats up other third graders in language they understand, and can back an adult into a corner in an intellectual argument.
I foresee a very interesting semester.
She's in with the big boys and girls, and she's not at all intimidated. She, dear hearts, is doing trig for math. Now she's going to tackle the literary world. ... Occasional Reader should have my job. Just sayin ... Or Anthony. Anthony could handle a cute little third grader who plays with dolls, chats up other third graders in language they understand, and can back an adult into a corner in an intellectual argument.
I foresee a very interesting semester.

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Heh!
Hmm!
... they're the best kind!
I am tempted to not leave a comment to punish ou for making us wait so long, but I can't pretend to be angry with the pixie.
Sounds like an interesting group. I would be scared to death trying to teach a third grader.
Ah Harry ... we must be content with what we receive, and bear our scolds with humility when insufficient comments are posted to please our Pixie.
I bow to your wisdom, Mother Gaia.
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